Off to Sydney soon on a project, so here is a memory of our past life there. Northern Gal, is where I am collecting memory stories together. You’re welcome to visit the blog.
The Paralympics, in 2000, gave us one of the most precious memories of our life in Sydney.
My husband and I were living there with our two young children (our youngest was not yet born.) We were both looking after them, whilst doing our PhDs at the University of Sydney on scholarships, and had just moved to the inner city.
Obtaining tickets to the Olympic events was hard and expensive. We were on a pretty tight budget. We chose instead to watch the Marathon with some close friends, from the road side (cheering on the world with a banner and chanting ‘World, oi, oi,’ which people joined in with) and watch what we could on television, including the race to stop the Nation, with ‘Our Cathy.’
However, when the Paralympics came along there were many tickets still available and everyone in Sydney was encouraged to support the paralympians as much…
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