Tentatively Tasmanian

  • The dreaded email: will you complete a short survey

    A common complaint is the need for a password for everything online. Not just government departments, social media accounts and banking which all certainly deserve as much security as computer boffins, firewalls and our brains (“No! Not “Password1!” again!”) can devise. It is the peripheral stuff involving casual browsing online for purveyors of bathers, quilt…

  • Poo, Poke and Post

    That heading above is from an actual advertisement in my GP’s office about getting your bowel checked for cancer. I think it’s clever and ranks up there with ‘do a deposit in your undies’ that was plastered all over Adelaide’s buses encouraging online banking. Anyhoo, Pooing, Poking and Posting usually occurs when you’re fifty, but…

  • Belated Sunday Stealing

    Bev at Sunday Stealing puts together a bunch of questions so that those of us bloggers who’d like to tap something out but are not sure what to say, can be helped along. My next blog is in draft mode, and will be a LOT more confronting to read, so something lighter seems appropriate for…

  • Madame Marg

    Sorry, dear Reader. It has been a long time since visiting this blog. Like my physical self, it has periods of intense activity followed by slovenly neglect. We had been based at an Air BnB in Moonah for nearly three months and it was only during our final week when I was busy wearing out…

  • Shopping shockers

    I’ve been job hunting lately, amongst the stuff like trying to get a Medicare card, a refund from an incredibly disinterested UN health insurer and keeping my daily steps up, and was thrown by a scenario presented to me in an interview. “You are about to visit a woman who gets out of bed for…

  • Still feeling it

    My husband Craig* loves Aussie Rules football. He tries to catch most games each weekend, but when his beloved Adelaide Crows are playing, that’s the signal for me to head out on a long walk because he is so ONE-EYED and has a jolly old time complaining loudly about umpire’s decisions and over-looked free kicks…

  • Sunday drive: New Norfolk

    In keeping with our new Tasmanian tradition, Craig* and I drove to New Norfolk which is only about 32 kilometres away from Hobart. The landscapes were incredible – it might be winter, but there is still the ‘dry’ look that only Australia has. Gum leaves are never tree-frog green, but stay a browny grey, no…

  • Someone is staring at you in Personal Growth

    Thanks to Bev at Sunday Stealing for these questions. (1) Like Plastic Mancunian I am an introvert who can very expertly be an extrovert when required. I can be funny or friendly, and learned during my solo travels in my early twenties that finding someone alone at a party when you feel alone and asking…

  • No more tears

    I’m trying my hardest to be cheap to run. As our Air BnB is costing us a small fortune while we await settlement of our house and a complete repaint on the inside, I’m not only recovering from the cost of groceries in Australia but also personal grooming stuff. You know, shower gel, moisturiser and…

  • Mysterious money

    Way back in 1989, the “recession we had to have” was in full swing and as a newly-graduated non-expert in English Literature and Roman Art and Archaeology, the ANZ bank decided that I was a good bet for recruiting as a loans officer/graduate trainee at their bank. I was just grateful to have a job.…