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…

  • 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…

  • 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.…

  • Low maintenance hair

    Good old Bev at Sunday Stealing has given us bloggers a few more questions to ponder. Not sure if they will reveal anything interesting about me, but I’ll give ’em a burl… Do you trust people at restaurants who handle your food that they aren’t doing anything gross to it while you can’t see them?…

  • Beauty in the eye of

    I set up this blog to shake off the writing cobwebs, but also to see, share and genuinely appreciate the good things about moving to Tasmania. An honourable intention to be sure, but in my day-to-day wanderings, there are some alarming sights as well and that’s just my reflection in shop windows most of the…

  • Brrrrr

    It is the middle of winter here in Hobart and you’d think, as an Australian, I’d be aware of this. But after twelve years of living in Switzerland and nearby France, we left there in early June on a sunny 24C day and arrived in Hobart to 8C. No problem of course. We ensured that…

  • Mangled mammals

    As you can see by now, I adore alliteration. I know that all advice from successful writers is to Avoid Alliteration Always, but the way the words complement each other, typing it or saying it out loud is rather satisfying to me. Then again, maybe I need to get out more. Speaking of which, the…

  • Men in shorts

    There’s a trend I’m noticing here in Hobart. It’s the middle of winter; the sun disappears at a rate that the Scandinavians would be familiar with and there are so many men wearing shorts. Why? I was returning from the post office around 9:30am this morning and it was 6C. Yes, the sun was out,…

  • Barrel-bodied big nose

    I see him scuttling alongside the walking path. Is it a rat, pygmy kangaroo or a mutant mouse… It disappears too quickly before I can whip my phone out and take a photo. Each day I see ‘him.’ As a female myself, I don’t know why I automatically ascribe a male gender to any cute,…