Birthday Recollection I wrote this short piece on the birth anniversary of my mother, Betty Gorrie, June 26th 2018. She would have been 104.

EIGHT PIECES by Bill Pigott Written treasures or “pieces of eight” Wishing to Share Back in 1999, as I prepared to move from Nepal to Cambodia I wrote the following: “In that space between assignments, at rest, but awake and alive with thoughts memories and ideas, I found myself wanting to respond to the many … Continue reading EIGHT PIECES: Written treasures or “pieces of eight” →

Seeds are sown and from their fields, the results are harvested.  Like the lilies of the field, there are so many stories that can be gathered from a person’s life, especially when much of it has been in, as they call it, ‘the field’. When I worked with the World Health Organisation (WHO), as I … Continue reading Stories from “the field”: →

A short drive to India.  Kathmandu to Delhi and Jaipur and back, November 1997 In November 1997, we spent just over two weeks in India. As the World Health Organisation (WHO) Representative in Nepal, I was to attend the annual meeting of the WHO Country Representatives of the South East Asian Region in the WHO … Continue reading On the Road in India: 1997 →

Sydney University 1965 MEDICAL GRADUATES BIOGRAPHIES Bill Pigott’s Five Decades with his MB BS: Medicine has given me a marvellous 50 years. Back in January 1965, who’d have thought it would lead me to remote and troubled corners of the world, meeting Kings  and Prime Ministers, persuading Ministers of Health to do the right thing, … Continue reading From 2015: 50 Years with MB BS. →

Bill Pigott April 2018 ... ... a personal perspective from a Landcare Elder Landcare is a relationship, a process and a community. Landcare as a relationship:• A relationship/partnership which enables and fosters the process of working together, to exercise a duty of care for the space we occupy in the land on which we live, … Continue reading Reflections on Landcare: →

sunrise on seven mile beach earth turns.sea horizon slipsout of its own shadow,into sunrise. one sphere spins;the other gives day its energyand light for its shadows later another horizonslips back into its own shadow, resting for the morrow. camping on a beach long before,from sunset to sunriseto sunset and beyond;day became an ever setting sunrise … Continue reading sunrise on seven mile beach →

An ‘In Memoriam’ I love it that a kookaburra sits in a red cedar tree in our garden. The tree was planted by my sister Elizabeth, in memory of our mother, who died just 10 years ago, almost to the day (6th January 2009). Kookaburras were special friends of our father. If he was to … Continue reading Kookaburra Sits in a Red Cedar →

Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton