Catafalque Party, Remembrance Day 11.11 2018

Rememberance Day, 100 year celebration for the end of World War 1.

What an honour to be asked to be part of the Catafalque Party at the Tewantin 2018 Remembrance Day celebrations.  Who would have thought this would be one of those experiences in life that makes such an impact and definitely one never forgets.

The significant restoration of the Cenotaph carried out by the sub branch of the Tewantin Noosa RSL Sub Branch prior to the day was ideal and looked amazing.  The Cenotaph sits in the middle of the main road in front of the RSL and has a strong presence in Tewantin.

Catafalque party is a guard, usually of four people, that stands watch over the coffin and catafalque of a distinguished person or over a significant monument.

The catafalque party consists of four members of an armed guard who stand, their heads bowed and their arms (weapon) reversed, facing outward approximately one metre from the coffin or catafalque as a symbolic form of respect for those who have fallen.


Tom Dawson, our troop leader, met with us for three training sessions, one in Brisbane and two on the Sunshine Coast.  Well, I have never worked with a rifle before where we had to be so military and precise when forming and performing the Catafalque. Chad and I have been representing the Australian Light Horse together now for five years and the bond is strong.     I can only imagine what the bond was like when in the war when the buddy beside you may be the one to save your life, and you his.  The friendships would have been so powerful and the respect for each other second to none.  This is the first time I have not been on my horse during a ceremony.

Training for the catafalque party was one thing but holding such a heavy rifle mostly in one position for nearly an hour on the day was much harder than I anticipated.  It looks so easy to just stand there but when the rifle is reversed it is resting on the foot, this is slow torture.  The weight sends the toes to sleep so constantly I was wiggling the toes without bringing attention to this from the crowd. I kept reminding myself that all I had to do was hold a heavy gun.  Alot of the men who fought for our country died or lost limbs for us to have the life and freedom that we have today.

Helen presented her horse in the parade and led the catafalque party on the day with Trooper Terry, to the centaphare  Her horse presented reversed boots in the stirrups which was a sign that the rider had fallen and lost his life.  The image is very surreal and definitely gives me good bumps.

Well, the Tewantin Noosa RSL put on an amazing Remembrance Day, with a host of activities such as releasing of doves, laying reeves, speaches, songs, and of course one minutes slience.

The feeling on being proud to be an Australian and proud of our men, women and horses that fought and fell for our future.

One of my favourite parts of the day was speaking to this wonderful 91 year old gentleman.  We laughed, cried and he told me about his life with his parents growing up and the tough times.  He had a great appetite, I went twice to fill his plate up, compliments to the RSL for putting on a spread of food for the room full of people.



REFLEXOLOGY the Gift of Touch

… Radiation, self harm or not.

The second time I was diagnosed with breast cancer was also the time when my father was diagnosed with prostrate cancer, so my family were a little distressed, to say the least.  The Doctors suggested radiation was the only answer at this stage.  I did not believe in my heart that I wanted to self harm through radiation but the fear put into me and my family at such a vulnerable time was too strong to resist. With little knowledge of radiation and just surrounding myself by supposed health experts at the hospital we were led in the direction of self harm or radiation as they called it.   ‘Have radiation or maybe die’ was the message from the Doctors.  By the way you will see at the end of the story that the breast cancer came back a third time in the same area that was radiated, so did it work?  Not on me, and only caused my body harm and future problems.

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Anzac Day 2018, A Family Affair…

Back to Tewantin for Anzac Day, Janet’s family have a long history of memories..

Janet Kake, an agent for Robert James Realty, in Tewantin, is honoured to be Light Horseman for the Anzac Day March in Tewantin this year.  With her horse Arnie, who she has been riding for 14 years, Janet is especially excited this year to lead the Anzac day parade with other fellow Troopers on the 25th April, 2018 at 9.00am, for the Tewantin RSL as it was her Grandfather’s RSL, Mervyn Bunney.  Janet rides with her good friend, Chad Monroe, a financial advisor at Provision Wealth in Cooroy, who has inspired her for the past 5 years in many Anzac Day parades and also for some local schools.  The parade is starting at the Robert James Realty Office and making it’s way along the main street with an expectant crowd of over 4,000 people.

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Tattoos on my Nipples, Pink bits in my Hair

After the third time of having breast cancer you wonder what else is in store and should I really be here… who lasts 3 times… this is part of my journey, there are many, many other stories but this one worth sharing to give hope and lighten up around the subject, let it go and allow the journey to continue…

In March 2017 I started a bed and breakfast, Eumundi Mountain Retreat, in the 47 acre homestead property I bought in 2004 just after having breast cancer a second time.  A place to connect with nature, raise my daughter, focus on health and wellbeing and step out of the corporate life a bit. Continue Reading…

High Flying Sales in the Cockpit

This story is set in 1989 and starts at Brisbane airport and has to be one of the best of my sales stories reflecting environmental opportunity and sales activity with a focus on referrals and systems.

The Meet and Greet

Sitting at the airport in the café, I was greeted by a tall man in a pilots uniform, “Would you be Janet?” he asked.  The pilot’s name was John.

John was referred to me by another pilot, Peter, whom I had met at the gym I went to, and he had recently bought income protection from me.  Peter was my ‘centre of influence’ to set me on my way as he happily gave me many names and numbers of pilots around Australia.  All I did was ask for referrals.

“I will have the hostess bring you to the cockpit when you board the plane.” says John. Continue Reading…