One of the lessons of history is that nothing is often a good thing to do and always a clever thing to say.

I’m on a submarine mission for you baby… Bellerive, February 2011.

Telecom Australia was formerly the trading name of Telstra Corporation Limited, an Australian telecommunications and media company, formerly owned by the Australian government and privatised in stages from the late 1990s. To give you an idea of the age of this sign, Telecom became Telstra in 1995.

It is in surprisingly good shape given that it is (at least) sixteen years old. I suspect that this is explained (at least in part) by the fact that it doesn’t have Telstra emblazoned on it. Let’s just say that since privatisation, Telstra has not exactly endeared itself to its former owners, the Australian public…

Which leads me into today’s Sunday Top Five…

Today I noticed – when uploading some new photographs – that my Blogger account is now upwards of 98% capacity of my 1 GB of free storage. Now you may have noticed, but this blog has essentially evolved into a photographic record of Tasmania and two certain characters, with some increasingly awkward commentary. Just a few more photos and I’ll be OVER THE LIMIT.

Thus, I am faced with Five Choices In Relation To This Here Blog (Or Web Log, As Blogs Are Commonly Referred Too)!

Chance my hand in the currency market and purchase more online storage space and continue on as usual.

Quit.

Start afresh somewhere else in some other format.

Sell the licence to http://thiswillhurtme.blogspot.com/ to Rupert Murdoch for US 580 million dollars.

Hand over the reins to Henry and Ezra and see what happens.

Honestly, my preference in dot point four (4), but as yet Mr Murdoch has remained silent regarding any potential purchase. For that reason I turn to you, dear readers. What do you think I should do?

Lost inside an adorable illusion and I cannot hide, I'm the one you're using, please don't push me aside, we could've made it cruising, yeah.

Yes it is Theme Thusday again, and today we are talking GLASS . I've three possible hooks to hang my [glass] hat on with this theme. First, the photo! Yes, it is the river again from an odd angle in an interesting light. You can just make out the bottom, which should tell you that I'm right on the shore. In some ways, the distortion of the stones below the surface reminds me of ye olde glass windows, what they call "cylinder blown sheet glass". You can still find some of this around Hobart these days. Thw second link comes from a trip I took to Venice a few years back. You're probably aware that Venice was (is?) a glass-making centre of excellence. If you have ever been there and taken the tour of the glass factories, you might be familiar with the sheer amount of coloured glass that sits at the bottom of the water there. These fragments of glass have been worn down and had their edges dulled by their time in the water, which makes them ample keepsakes for the ...

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. ...

Happy anniversary baby, got you on my mind

No it is not a webcam, but this photograph was taken a mere forty-five ago on my way in to work. Here you can see a good old fashioned Hobart autumn morning, with the rain pelting down and me getting drenched. This one was taken on the corner of Macquarie and Elizabeth, while I was waiting for the lights to change. Come on Ampelmännchen ! Today is my wedding anniversary, an apparently I need to be showering Jen with leather -related goodies. Va-va-vaVOOM! To you Jennifer, here is a poem I wrote this very morning. Anniversary I love you i love you iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou I LOVE you I love YOU iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou I LOVE YOU iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou Happy anniversary

This will hurt me...

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