It is April 2005 – the first time I became aware of the remarkable Celia Lashlie. I reckon most of the other 959 delegates at the Working with Boys, Building Fine Men conference were encountering her for the first time too. This unassuming lady walked to the middle of the stage, in Jeff’s Shed (Melbourne’s affectionate name for its Convention Centre) and spoke for at least an hour. No notes. Not a single PowerPoint slide. It was just her.

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