Hold me now, oh hold me now, until this hour has gone around. And I'm gone on the rising tide, to face Van Dieman's Land
Theme Thursday again, and this one is rather easy. I am Tasmanian, you see, and aside from being all around general geniuses - as I have amply described previously - we are also very familiar with the concept of WATER. Tasmania is the ONLY island state of an ISLAND continent. That means, we're surrounded by WATER. That should help explain why I take so many photographs of water . Tasmania was for a long time the place where the British (an island race terrified of water) sent their poor people most vile and horrid criminals. The sort of folk who would face the stark choice of a death sentence , or transportation to the other end of the world. Their catalogue of crimes is horrifying : stealing bread assault stealing gentlemen's handkerchiefs drunken assault being poor affray ladies being overly friendly with gentlemen for money hitting people having a drink and a laugh public drunkenness being Irish Fenian terrorist activities being Catholic religious subversion. ...
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I just hope that Henry doesn't rebel against you as a teenager after finding out that u posted a butt-naked pic of him on the global platform.
One year we went to the Boxing Day test - the highlight of the day was the streaker.
I think Henry will have to choose more appropriate footwear in future if he has any chance of outrunning the streaker tacklers.
My kids always preferred being nude--me too, when I was a kid!
Weddings are nightmares.
And I still recall Helen D'Amico very fondly.
I regret to say that the news programs I watch feature ladies who never wear jackets.
Nudist colonies can live without me, I think.
Nice shot !
If necessary, I will paste a tasteful nude of myself as a gesture of goodwill to him.