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A young man without ambition is an old man waiting to be.

How are those fingers looking Ez?

When you cannot make up your mind which of two evenly balanced courses of action you should take – choose the bolder.

The horror as what lurks down low among the chives. The backyard, Geilston Bay. November 2010. Another day, another questionnaire... Today, What Kind of Cook Am I? Are you a good cook? I believe so. What kind of cook are you? An instinctive one. What is your speciality? It depends who you ask. I like my gulyás . Ezra likes my Kim-chi Bo-kum-bop . Henry likes my cakes. What was the last meal you ate? Evening meal? It was a steak sandwich with the lot. Do you eat breakfast? Yes, EVERY day. I have been better about this in the past six months. Name a food you dislike. I hate nuts, but then again, they hate me too. If I had to name something that wouldn’t kill me if I ate it, I’m not a big fan of tuna. What is your favourite fast food restaurant? It depends on my mood. I like Nandos. If there were an Oporto in Tasmania, I’d be a regular there. Where do you like to eat with friends? I should confess that I don’t like to eat with friends. Pancakes or French toast? I cook a lot more pancakes ...

It is no wonder that people are so horrible when they start their life as children.

How sad it is that the only tram you can catch here in Hobart these days is set on wheels and is really just a bus in disguise. Even sadder, can you guess the error that drew my attention to even take this photograph in the first place? BAH! Standards today...