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Confidence is contagious. So is lack of confidence.

Hot day. Sunglasses. Hat. Calippo . For that moment, nothing else matters.

To know all is not to forgive all. It is to despise everybody.

Water water everywhere! Kayakers on the Derwent, as seen from Alexandra Battery, Sandy Bay. January 2012. Another day, another year and another Watery Wednesday . Living by a river estuary – as we do here in Hobart – one is never short of a photograph or two of water. Above you can see two keen kayakers taking to it like ducks to… erm… water . Maybe this will be the year that I get my own kayak. Maybe. Just maybe.

The history of liberty has largely been the history of the observance of procedural safeguards.

Somewhere out there Antarctica awaits... Clifton Beach, October 2011. Do you remember that song Safety Dance by Canadian synth combo Men Without Hats? I hate that song. Really. I really hate that song. They should have done a song about an ocean or a beach. Only it should be nothing like fellow Canadians Martha and the Muffins' aural atrocity Echo Beach , because I really hate that song too. Come to think of it, there's a lot of Canadian music I don't like...