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A fence is a fence. East Derwent Highway, Geilston Bay. April 2013. Fences? Pffffftt! In Ostrobothnia , Gosta Agren Here each town is a footnote to the forest's melancholy mass of text, here the horizon bares its teeth. Here freedom shrinks to restlessness. Here necessity grows into tranquility. One travels aways in an attempt to prevent what must happen. One stays here, and as the years go by life grows simplified until there are left only earth and sky.

Blue sky. St George's Terrace, Battery Point. January 2012. This is a good poem to learn by heart and shout out to strangers in the street. The Fossil Fish , Christopher Middleton the fossil fish hides in time for now it is the season & all the hunters come with long clean rifles

Lunch. Errol Flynn Park, Sandy Bay. October 2012. Wordless Wednesday.

Hobart in the Spring. King Street, Sandy Bay. September 2012. This Sunday, my Top Five celebrates the fact that we have shifted our clocks! Yes, it is My Top Five Things That I Like Best About The Shift To Daylight Saving Time! It makes the walk home from work far more pleasant. It means that my usual wake up time of 4:30 am is now the [slightly] more acceptable 5:30 am! It saves on lightbulbs! It broadens the scope of my photography (especially when you're stuck at work for the bulk of the day. It supports my thesis that Western Australians and Queenslanders are simpleminded and needlessly antithetical.

Take it slow. The intersection of Napoleon, Bath and Quayle Streets, the Battery Point and Sandy Bay border. July 2012. As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (and Henry.) The following are some things that I've had a look at in the last week. I call this: a Compendium of Click-throughs for Monday Morning... So just who is your Olympic athlete body match? For the record, I have matched Aussie swimmer Daniel Tranter, who let his country down in both the 200 and 400 metres individual medley. Australian's are bad losers. We need to stop doing that. Still on the Olympics, and in one of the great headlines ever in The Economist : Communism still rules . A really good read here. I like his work, but it is a fair question: does historian Timothy Snyder absolve Eastern Europeans of special complicity in the Holocaust? A nice little piece on the 'shark debate' here in Australia . This comprehen...

A house and a mountain. The view from Bath Street, Battery Point. June 2012. More questions more answers. This week, The Imaginary Meme, Part Five . 81. What’s your favourite action movie? Das Boot . 82. Have (or are) you ever been involved someone much older than you? Not for any more than a few hours. 83. Do you believe in lust at first sight? Isn’t that the very definition of lust? 84. Favourite type of venomous snake? Tiger snake. 85. Do you drink alcohol? Very rarely. 86. If you wanted to talk to someone who'd lift your spirits, who'd you call? Frank Skinner. 87. What do you wear to feel sexy? As little as possible. 88. Do you like to learn? I love to learn. If you’re not learning, you’re dead. 89. Have you ever been hit on by someone who really overestimated their attractiveness? A number of times. When I was a younger fellow I used to take great delight in pointing out that fact to them. Yes, I was a cruel bastard. 90. Where did you last...

Through a fence (mildly). Just off Sandy Bay Road. December 2011. Just the one book this week, and not one in the holiday spirit. Time's Arrow is a rather controversial novel by Martin Amis from 1991. Essentially, the story recounts the life of a German Holocaust doctor in reverse chronology. That is, the narrator - some kind of disembodied secondary consciousness - together with the reader, experiences time passing in reverse, with the central protagonist becoming younger and younger during the course of the novel. The narrator is not exactly the protagonist himself but somehow living within him, feeling his feelings but with no access to his thoughts no control over events and somehow experiencing everything in reverse. Confused? Obviously the point is to unsettle the reader as we confront the now familiar tale of the Holocaust (although familiarity does not itself entail understanding). Amis messes about with reverse dialogue, reverse narrative, and reverse explanation which a...

Twenty-Seven. King Street, Sandy Bay. November 2011. Today's top five? The Top Five Interesting Things That I Could Say About The Number 27! 27 contain numbers 2 and 7 if you take line of numbers starting with 2 ending with 7 you will get 27 in result. (2+3+4+5+6+7=27). There are 27 Amendments to the United States Constitution. The Twenty-seventh Amendment prohibits any law that increases or decreases the salary of members of the Congress from taking effect until the start of the next set of terms of office. It was ratified in 1992, a mere 203 years after its initial submission for ratification. Your government at work! According to the ancient and deadly martial art of Feng Shui ; a handy hint for raising money is to discretely keep in the house 27 identical coins. Even better if those coins are 1794 Flowing Hair Dollars ... There are 27 countries are in the European Union. For now, Liechtenstein must bide its time... The 27 Club represents a ragtag collection of musicians ...

Despite her size and potential power, Henry has Jen well and truly done for sheer scooter speed...

Little house on the bay. King Street, Sandy Bay. August 2011. If all goes well weather-wise, we might decide to go off on an adventure today. Until then, please consider this poem: A Comparison Between Logs and Dogs , John Hegley Both are very popular at Christmas, But it is not generally considered cruel to abandon a log, And dogs are rarely used as fuel.

No snow last Tuesday. Snow every day since... Mount Wellington as viewed from Ashfield Street, Sandy Bay. July 2011. Two books this week, both excellent! If Beale Street Could Talk is James Baldwin's fifth novel. I only know Baldwin through his reputation, and after finishing this one I am kicking myself that I’ve left it so long to read one of his books. A love story set in Harlem in the early-1970s; the novel evocatively recreates a certain time, space and community. Exploring the complex interweaving of family, culture, race and justice, it strikes a lovely balance between sweet and sad; anger and forgiveness. Despite the overwhelming injustice of the story, and the anger that this injustice generates, the novel is ultimately an optimistic one. It stresses the importance of the bond between those who suffer from oppression, especially between members of a family; a bond that otherwise would not be experienced if circumstances were brighter. As society disintegrates in a collec...

So, at last, we look north to the city centre. I've keep the image quite large so that you can see a bit of detail if you click on it. You can see Sandy Bay in the immediate foreground, Battery Point behind it, and then the CBD behind that. To the West is South Hobart, which is just north of West Hobart (confused yet?). Over the back you can see the Glebe, North Hobart, New Town and the other northern suburbs. Below, I've given you a glimpse of the Tasman Bridge. To the right is Hobart's eastern shore (where all the cool and sexy people live). In the foreground is Bellerive, then Montague Bay, with Lindisfarne tucked in behind that and the glamour suburb of Geilston Bay sitting just behind that. That's where Henry lives.

I've no intention to start a series about power lines, transformers, electricity generation, but am offering you a photograph of the standard Geilston Bay fare. I will concede that it is not quite as romantic and yesterday's Newtown image, but after a couple of beers, a rum and coke, some Barry White, we might be able to generate some kind of heat .