Monaro Community Radio: News and Events
2MNO’s Melbourne Cup Luncheon
2MNO held a Melbourne Cup Luncheon at the RSL on Tuesday the 7th of November 2017. Much fun was had by all. A huge thank you to Fay and David for being part of organising team for the event. Many others were also instrumental in the making of an excellent afternoon. Here is a photo showing us how one used to dress for the Melbourne Cup and how one might dress for the Cup today.
Vale a 2MNO stalwart, Matt Miller
The youngest of those who passed on was Matt Miller or “Mad Matt Mario” as he called himself. Matt was a mere 35 years old when he died in July this year and he left a large gap in 2MNO’s programs.
In memory of Matt and his playfulness, a bright green frog resides in the main Cooma studio and although not a real frog, this frog regularly finds himself in a different spot in the studio each day. The frog appeared sometime after Matt’s passing which reminds presenters and listeners the name of Matt’s program; Frog in a Blender.
Matt’s music was not to everyone’s liking but he had a good following of younger people and elderly folk who enjoyed his humour and his blend of music. He also had many friends in Cooma and a testimony to his popularity was the very large attendance at his funeral.
One of Matt’s particular friends was regular presenter, Fay Freebody who Matt loved to call Granny Clampett after the shot-gun toting granny from the TV show, the Beverly Hillbillies. Fay said she misses Matt and his sense of humour, very much. One of Matt’s programs was at 7pm on Wednesdays when he took over from Fay. He would arrive at the studio and start his programme while Fay would go downtown and buy a takeaway meal for them to share for tea. Fay reminisced, saying, “Matt was a lovely fellow and would do anything for anybody”.
Fay selected the following poem, written by an unknown author but known world-wide, as it reminds her of Matt. Listeners who loved to listen to Matt’s program may find it heart warming.
“God looked around his garden and found an empty place,
He looked down upon the earth and saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest.
God’s garden must be beautiful, He always takes the best.
He saw the road was getting rough and the hills hard to climb,
So he closed your weary eyelids and whispered, “Peace be thine”.
It broke our hearts to lose you but you didn’t go alone,
For part of us went with you the day God called you home.”