Malcolm Turnbull - Personal Life

Personal Life

Turnbull is married to prominent businesswoman and former Lord Mayor of Sydney Lucy Turnbull. They married in 1980 at Cumnor, near Oxford, while Malcolm was attending Oxford University. They and their two children, Alex and Daisy, live in Sydney.

Although Turnbull is a convert to Roman Catholicism, he has found himself at odds with the church's teaching on abortion and stem cell research. Turnbull supported legislation relaxing restrictions on abortion pill RU486 and he also voted for the legalisation of Somatic Cell Nuclear Transfer (therapeutic cloning). He did so despite the vocal public opposition to both proposals by Cardinal George Pell, Archbishop of Sydney.

The use of Bligh as a male middle name is a tradition in the Turnbull family. It is Turnbull's middle name as well as that of his son, Alex. One of Turnbull's ancestors was colonist John Turnbull, who named his youngest son William Bligh Turnbull in honour of deposed Governor William Bligh at the time of the Rum Rebellion.

Turnbull is a supporter of the Sydney Roosters rugby league team in the Australian National Rugby League, and the Sydney Swans in the Australian Football League.

In 1994 a portrait of Turnbull by artist Bill Leak won the People's Choice award at the Archibald Prize.

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