The sea birds are taking advantage of the end of the football season and setting in on the Henry Fitzgerald McCracken Recreational Ground. Watch out for the rollers though fellas, cricket is just around the corner!
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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Does this indicated that a storm is coming. That seems to be the time we get gulls inland on the football fields.
Obviously the seas are up.
BTW...your cousin, Cody, had a big win on Sunday! Back-to-back premierships for him! He is still out celebrating. He tells me that 'mad Monday' will be turning into 'mad Tuesday'! God, I hope his liver can withstand the onslaught! His last conversation with me went along the lines, "Muvver dearesh, shwuuytd hdytgav mnndysbhgash bleeeh!!" or at least that is all I could make out!
Sounds like Cody must have picked up a concussion...