Mayfield apartments under $500,000 snapped up off the plan

Property Watch: Apartments under $500,000 Artist impressions of the Diez Apartments under construction in Mayfield.
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Artist impressions of the Diez Apartments under construction in Mayfield.

Artist impressions of the Diez Apartments under construction in Mayfield.

Artist impressions of the Diez Apartments under construction in Mayfield.

Artist impressions of the Diez Apartments under construction in Mayfield.

TweetFacebookLast chance to buy off the planTHE hunt for affordable housing and property investment has meant the yet-to-be completed Diez Apartments at the east end of Mayfield are moving off the market at a rapid rate.

Just one two-bedroom apartment remains for sale along with five one-bedroom apartments in the complex of 20 at 10 Maitland Road.

A formidable team has come together to bring the project to fruition, architecturally designed by EJE Architects, built by Whitehead Property Group and being sold by First National, the complexis attracting a mix of permanent residents and investors according to First National’s Luke Murdoch.

“You’ve got Mayfield pool, the skate park and Dangar Park all down the road and you can jump on your pushbike and ride to Nobbys Beach,” Mr Murdoch said.

Its central location, almost adjacent to Hunter TAFE’s Tighes Hill campus, and proximity to transport, schools and shops makes it an attractive buy to those looking be a part of the area’s ‘urban renewal’ according to Mr Murdoch.

“I think Mayfield is finally being seen for the inner city suburb that it is,” he said.

“It used to be that the managers of BHP all built mansions to live in and then the workers came and built cottages so it was a real mix of properties.

“The regentrification has been happening for a while now and this is an opportunity to get an apartment under $500,000 within five-to-10 minutes of the Newcastle CBD.”

The construction has started with the complex expected to by complete within 12 to 18 months.

NovoPen Echo insulin cartridges recalled in China

A NovoPen Echo insulin cartridge.Six batches of NovoPen Echo insulin cartridge holders have been recalled.
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Authorities believe there is a risk that they may crack or break if exposed to chemicals in certain cleaning agents.

People who use a cracked or broken cartridge holder could be delievered a smaller dose of insulin than expected leading to high blood sugar levels, potentially putting the person at risk of hyperglycemia.

Novo Nordisk has advised that if people clean the pens as described in the User Guide, there is no reason that cracking of the cartridge holder will occur.

The batches involved are:

The recall only relates to some batches of the cartridge holders and there are no reported problems with the insulin being administered.

People with diabetes who use a NovoPen Echo should immediately check the batch number.

What to do if you are using an affected NovoPen EchoDo not stop treatment without consulting your doctor.Register your contact details (name, address, phone number, email and number of affected cartridge holders) either viawww.novonordisk苏州夜总会招聘.auor atwww.novonordisk苏州夜总会招聘/novopenecho5.htmlin order to receive a replacement cartridge holder. A replacement should arrive in about seven days.You should measure your blood sugar levels as instructed by your health care provider and more frequently if symptoms of too high or too low blood sugar levels develop unexpectedly.In the event that you experience symptoms of too high blood sugar levels involving this product, contact your doctor for advice.Report any adverse events or complaints to the NovoCare Customer Care Centre, which can be reached at 0800 733 737 or via email at [email protected]苏州夜总会招聘.

Ray Speechley disappearance: where was the dog unit?

Where was the dog unit when Ray went missing? Ray Speechley, right, his wife Jan, top left, and a memorial.
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Mrs Speechley keeps asking the same question: “where are you?”. Photo: Robert Peet

Jan Speechley displays a hand-drawn picture of her beloved Ray. Photo: Robert Peet

The Speechleys on their wedding day.

Ray’s daughter Nikii Smith and his wife, Jan Speechley.

Hayley Speechley described her ‘Pop’ as a kind and genuine man. Picture: Adam McLean

Raymond Speechley, 77, was last seen in July last year at a retirement home on Ruth Place, Dalmeny.

A memorial cross to Mr Speechley, built by the Narooma Men’s Shed, has been erected near the place where he was last seen.

A search dog called Rufus has joined the search effort for Ray Speechley.

A search for missing man Ray Speechley organised by his family took place west of the Princes Highway, Dalmeny, in October last year. Photo: Nikii Smith

TweetFacebookJan Speechley goes to sleep each night looking at ahand-drawn picture of her husband Ray’sface.In the morning it’s the first thing she sees.

She eyes up Ray’s likenesswith frustration sometimes;other days she has only tenderness for him. Always -for more than a year now -she asks him the same question: “where are you?”.

Raymond Speechley, 77, was last seen in July last year at a retirement home on Ruth Place, Dalmeny.

Mrs Speechley was 16 years old when her path crossed Ray’s at TAFE’s West Wollongong campus, where she was studying to become a stenographer andhe, a boilermaker.

At 18 they went to the same dance, before she let him walk her home to her Narooma door.They were married at age 19 and spent57 years, nine months and 10 days together, until the day Ray scaled two fences to get clear of aSouth Coast nursing home, made it to the Princes Highway,and vanished.

The Speechleys on their wedding day.

Now Mrs Speechley, 78, must live without Ray. She has collapsed a few times from the stress of his disappearance. Recently she sold the South Coast home they had shared,with its views of the ocean, and moved to a more modest house in Albion Park so she couldbe close to her Illawarra-based son and grandchildren.

Once the fog of her earlyshock lifted, it all seemed so avoidable. Ray had changed with Alzheimer’s, but she had only placed him in the home –an IRT facility – for temporary respite. She had visited him about an hour before he disappeared.

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Despite theabove-and-beyond effort of individual local officers, she questions why the NSW Police Dog Unit wasn’t brought in, in the immediate aftermath of her husband’s vanishing. She says it was a month before two police dogs – one of them a cadaver dog -searched the bush near where Ray was last seen.

“They did have SES and some firefighters searching (initially), but it was nothing of the scale that at it was a month later. Why wasn’tit done sooner?” Mrs Speechley said.

“For us as a family, it was wrong. Those first days are crucial, and that’s what we lost.”

In a short statement, a NSW Police spokeswoman cited “operational reasons” as cause for delaying the dog unit.

“There were a number of operational reasons the Dog Unit was not called at the earlier time during this investigation and NSW Police Force and other relevant parties have spoken to the family of MrSpeechley directly about these reasons,” the spokeswoman said.

“The matter is now before the Coroner and NSW Police Force will not be commenting further on the incident.”

Alerted to her husband’s abscondment, Mrs Speechley was returning to the nursing home when she saw a red car parked in a strange position beside the highway. Something about it caught her eye, but there was nowhere to turn around. By the time she came back to it, the driver was pulling away with someone in the passenger seat. Could it have been Ray? The question plays on repeat.

“I beat myself up every day for not getting the number plate,” Mrs Speechley said.

The Speechleyshave turned to the new not-for-profit Sydney Search Dogs to carry out further searches of the area.Mrs Speechley wonders if her husband could have gone into one of the area mines.

She knows in her heart that Ray is not alive. If he were, he would have made it back to her by now.

Atnight she hears him calling to her. She cannot sleep sometimes because of it.She remembers their teenage courtship –the dance, and how he walked two kilometres out of his way to take her home that night, with her brother chaperoning. How they traveled the world andmade a family together.

“He was gorgeous, he was gentle, he was lovable. He was funny. He was just lovely to look at,” Mrs Speechley said.

“Even to the end, he had a special way of looking at you, with a mischievous look on his face. He was just so special, to me anyway.”

“For it to end the way it did is heartbreaking. I just want to bring him home now, and put him to rest.”

An artist drew Ray’s picture as part of a campaign by the Missing Persons Advocacy Network–Unmissables – which aims to help jog the memories of the public and reignite interest in the missing.

Mrs Speechley keeps the picture close. Ray looks out from the frame, still a hint of mischief behind his eyes. He’s there for thesleepless nights and to ask until an answer comes: “where are you?”.

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Getting good at building resilience

FIRE UP: In the cauldron of emotions that was Suncorp Stadium NSW forged a new chapter in character-building defeats.SIMON WALKER: That’s Life archive
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If State of Origin proves one thing, it’s that sport builds resilience, and that’s a good thing, although it didn’t feel that way about 10pm Wednesday night.

It might also suggest that sportis an inverted pyramid where the majority of Blues supporters are united in failure, but that might sound bitter and I’m not bitter.

I’m resilient, because what else are you gonna do after the greatest game of the Greatest Game Of All turned out simply not the best for disheartened New South Welsh people?

It’s certainly highligted the fact that when it comes to sport, a few get to win and the rest get to develop character, which in the greater scheme of things, doesn’t really matter, although it obviously stings because I’m still banging on about it.

Reflecting on the freshly crushed optimism of the Cockroaches, yet again, you have to applaud Queensland and marvel at the great theatre of sport and how fickle the finger of fate can be.

It reminded me ofthe exquisite cruelty Knights rookie Brock Lamb experienced last weekend with hisshanked kick against the Bulldogs. He’dnearly steered his team to victory but bombed an in-goal grubber with a minute to go which enabled Canterbury to run the length of the field and go ahead. All seemed lost for Lamb but thegreat scriptwriters in the sky gave him a chance to redeem with apenalty after the bell.

Thoughts turned to Johnathan Thurston lining up a kick from the sideline with a broken shoulder to win the second State of Origin this year. So much at stake, so much pressure, and JT puts it over the black dot, later saying that when the opportunity came he was excited to deliver.

Lamb might have hoped for a similar fairytale but the scriptwriters had a second bitter twist in store.

He butchered the kick and the Knights lost leaving us all to reflect on what a character-building season it’s been.

And that’s no criticism of Lamb because he’s a good young player who’s kicked heaps of goals before and will kick more in the future. But resilience sprang to mind, because we all have these moment.

I was reminded ofa D-grade basketball match way back when. I got fouled on full-time and had two free throws to win the match. My time to shine. Obviously not Origin, but it’s all relative.

The moment was not lost as I took up position at the stripe, telling myself I CAN DO THIS! The first shot, which would have won it, may have hit the ring. I can’t remember becauseit was forgettable. The second shot I’ll always remember because it was so forgettable.

Itarced off the hand, curling in slow motion towards its destiny, like Icarus towards the sun, and with greatness beckoning, exploded like the Spaceship Challenger just short of the ringin a starburst of air-ball mediocrity.

Onthe spectrum of efforts cometh the moment it does not get much lower. Unless I someday throw two airballs in a game of some consequence.

Not to worry, though, because it’s how you react that matters most and I think I quietly groaned for an hour or so afterwards and even now shake my head. Indeed, it’spossible that air ball gave me a twitch. But life goes on and you console yourself that at least you put yourself in a position to blow your chance to be a hero.

That’s how I’m rationalising State of Origin this year, again –another character-building opportunity to build reslience as we move ever forwards in hope.