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And I believe that the best learning process of any kind of craft is just to look at the work of others.

Drool . It's a way of life...

The best education in the world is that got by struggling to get a living.

Here is one of the surviving branches down on Salamanca Lawns this morning. I reckon that it has rained pretty much non-stop for the past three days. Indeed, talk of the weather has garnered Tasmania a few headlines this morning . We enjoyed a few hours without electricity yesterday, delightfully coinciding with a feverish desire on behalf of two littlies for DVDs that only the most innovative use of Duplo could quench.

Moral indignation is jealousy with a halo.

How about that drool? It makes kissing all the more exciting! I forgot to mention that on Fathers Day, we all went boat spotting down on the harbour estuary, promenaded along the waterfront, and then feasted on squid, prawns, chips and the like for an early lunch. Whilst doing so, I spotted a fellow with a ruddy great video camera - of the professional kind - filming us. It turns out he was filming some 'colour' for Al Jazeera's English language TV station. He liked the look of Henry harassing seagulls so much, the little bloke had to do it over and over again until the Arabic news network agent was satisfied with the results. So, if you're a fan of Al Jazeera, keep and eye out for any stories on Hobart, Tasmania, Australia, or small westerners who disturb sea birds. If you spot us, let me know!