Life's too short to have the brakes on

By Carolyn Boyd


Some retirees don't want to live in the slow lane.

IN THEIR early 60s, Jeff and Sue Lovett are taking life by the bicycle handles. The couple, who live at Bangalow on the NSW north coast, have just returned from cycling in Vietnam and Cambodia.

They've barely unpacked their bags and already are planning their next trip – a bike ride across the Nullarbor from Perth to Bangalow. They intend to travel to Perth on the Indian Pacific and cycle back.

They've had plenty of practice. In the decade or so since they started travelling – after their two eldest children left home – they have done everything from walk across England to cycle around Italy for four months. Other journeys have taken them skiing in Argentina and Japan, and, closer to home, riding 1100 kilometres from Bangalow to Young to visit Sue's brother.

The Lovetts opted to do the Vietnamese trip through tour company World Expeditions.

"Vietnam and Cambodia don't use the alphabet as a general rule and it's very hard to find your way and cross borders without some help and a guide, especially when cycling," Sue says.

The Lovetts are semi-retired after building a successful real estate business. To afford to travel, Sue says they live fairly simply at home, with few meals out. On trips they often camp or opt for mid-range accommodation.

The Lovetts are just one couple heading into an active retirement. Many retirees are now taking the opportunity to live it up.

Some activities require a reasonable budget but others can be done virtually cost-free. The options are as broad as your imagination. There's everything from volunteering to playing sport, taking up a hobby or even the old favourite: gardening.

Keen gardener Christine Rethers, 70, is the secretary of the Ku-ring-gai Horticultural Society. The former high-school teacher became involved in gardening in a serious way about 10 years ago, after she retired. She says being an office-bearer allows her to use some of the skills she developed during her working life. Above all, Rethers loves socialising through the club.

"I have developed some very, very good and close friendships through meeting people of like minds," Rethers says.

"I think that's important when you get older because one of the worst things that I think happens to older people is that they lose touch.

"They're not going to work every day and they lose touch with people in the wider world and they are very much just at home and that can be not very good for older people."

Rethers places much importance on keeping active and getting out and about.

You don't need to have a huge block of land to be involved in a gardening club. "A lot of [members] . . . are people who have had to move into retirement villas who have been, in the past, great gardeners," Rethers says. "Unfortunately, time moves on and we get to the point where we're not as agile and can't maintain a big garden any more but we still want to maintain the interest in it."

Professionals winding down from paid work might want to look at goodcompany.com.au, an initiative that matches charities in need of volunteers with professional skills to those who have time to spare.

Goodcompany is targeted at professionals who have a university degree or several years of work experience. Since its inception last year, goodcompany has attracted thousands of skilled volunteers and helped provide more than $8.5 million worth of pro bono services to communities.

The internet has made searching for leisure activities much easier.

Don't stop now

Travel See worldexpeditions.com. World Expeditions has trips designed for over-55s.

Volunteering See govolunteer.com.au. Like using a jobs board, plug in your postcode and opportunities in your area pop up.

Gardening See gardenclubs.org.au. Find your local garden club here.

Sports club See ausport.gov.au/participating/find-a -sporting-club.

Services organisation See lionsclubs.org.au. Read more!

Cambodia: Silenced by a brutal past

By Neil Trevithick
BBC News, Phnom Penh

Four leaders of the Khmer Rouge, which ruled Cambodia in the late 1970s, will face trial next year accused of genocide, torture and religious persecution. But many of those affected by the country's brutal past still cannot speak about what happened.

The psychologist had agreed to be interviewed before I arrived in Phnom Penh.

But when we get to his office, beside a main road leading out of the city, where the green fields begin, there seems to be a problem.

A long, urgent discussion in Khmer ensues with our translator, Kunthi. The psychologist will talk, but only in English, and his name must not be used. "Why English?", I ask myself, but then drop it.

Replies to questions about his work with "victims" and "perpetrators" (as they are called here) of the Khmer Rouge period 30 years ago, are halting.

And I need a better feel for the internalised voices that are part of what I think of as "the great silence" here.

Older people just do not talk about the past and their mantra to the young is that staying silent is always a solution if there is a problem.

What used to be a survival strategy for them as children, in a time of unimaginable brutality, has become almost a national characteristic a generation or two on.

I rack my brains for a question that will bring our interviewee out of himself.

"Can you tell us," I ask finally, "what it is like inside the head of a perpetrator, and inside the head of a victim, now, today? Can you just be them for me?".

I hold out my arm towards him, beginning the classic radio producer's torture of the aching, extended arm, weighed down with an increasingly heavy microphone at the end.

We have turned off the air-conditioning because of the noise, sweat trickles in rivulets down my back. He lowers his eyes and begins to speak, slowly and softly in English, as a victim first.

"I can smile at you," he says, "but I don't know, one day you can kill me or, when you kill me and escape, you can be safe. You can just run away into another far-off province."

And then, in the role of perpetrator, he says: "I will try to hide my identity as much as possible, I will try not to talk about what I have done because I don't trust you.

"I want to tell the truth, I am not happy about the past, but I have no choice. I know I killed your father, but you don't know, you were small. I try to be as distant as possible in the relationship."

The psychologist talks methodically for about 15 minutes and everything slows as he paints a picture of a country of small villages in which an entire society is distorted by the tragedies and atrocities of the past.

Where everybody knows things that cannot be said, where one businessman does not deal with another businessman because he was a killer.

Where victims killed too, sometimes simply for survival.

Today, children who lost both parents live among their parents' killers. Secrets are everywhere: knowledge of where bodies were buried, who buried them, who did what to who.

Avoiding history

The next day I ask the president of the Cambodian Centre for Human Rights, Ou Virak - a respected activist and intellectual - about the continuing bitterness of life in the countryside. He replies saying that the international community simply does not fully grasp what is going on in rural Cambodia.

This is a country, I feel, criss-crossed by invisible threads, the paths that people walk on to avoid their history.

"All we can do is try not to get closer," the psychologist concludes. And then he simply stays silent, eyes cast down, hands in his lap.

If I had not taken the battery out of his wall clock before we began the interview you would just have heard the clock ticking. We walked out into the humid heat in silence.

Later, I discover the reason the psychologist speaks in English is because the authorities do not really censor what is said in English. That's because, as the editor of the English language version of the Phnom Penh Post says to me, somewhat ruefully, they know hardly any Cambodians will read or hear it.

Time and again I am told: "We don't have a culture of reading in this country," which actually means, "we killed everyone who could read". This is old news.

Information about Pol Pot and the Khmer Rouge is in the open. Comrade Duch who ran the S-21 prison has been found guilty, there are four more Khmer leaders in prison just down the road from here.

Later that night rain pounds fiercely on the wide leaves of the palms outside my window and lightning flashes perilously close to the Buddhist temple next door.

I am trying to write up my notes about the psychologist but somehow it all seems pointless.

There are foreign investors, NGO workers, diplomats, as well as backpackers and young travellers lured by holiday brochures describing Cambodia as an "enthralling destination" and eulogising the "warm, enigmatic people".

There are tours, temples, mountains, wonderful beaches. But all of this just seems to skate over the top of the enigmatic Cambodians who walk their own invisible paths.
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