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The thing about remembering is that you don't forget.


Self portrait. East Derwent Highway, Lindisfarne. July 2013.


The Weird Question Meme, Part Two

What is your ring size?

Your guess is as good as mine!


How often do you wear jewellery?

I wear a wedding ring. None other than that.


When was the last time you consumed alcohol?

I had a small glass of beer with the pork roast the other night.


Any big plans for the summer?

Lots of diving. Lots of photos. Lots more National Parks.


What is your favourite comfort food?

It's hard to go past chips.


Do you prefer broccoli or asparagus?

Probably broccoli. Asparagus is fine though.


What colour are your bedroom walls?

White chocolate (according to the tin).


With whom do you live?

One lady and two gentlemen.


Which Star Wars movie is your favourite?

The Empire Strikes Back. They're supremely overrated as a series though.


How about Harry Potter?

Never read or seen one.


What was the last movie you saw in theatres?

Wreck It Ralph. Not bad.


Did you get the popcorn or candy?

We took a second mortgage and got some popcorn.


What is the most romantic text in your inbox?

"I bought four apples today."


Have you ever played miniature golf on a date?

Never.


What’s a phrase you overuse?

"Why not?"


Do you always use good grammar?

One does try.


Do you have an accent or a speech impediment?

I'm told that I'm a little bit country.


What did you eat today?

Lots of fruit. Porridge for breakfast with rhubarb.


What do you do at work?

I try to improve marginalised Tasmanian's access to Vocational Education and Training and employment.


Do you know the rules to any sports?

I used to. They keep changing them though, and now I have children.


Do you prefer to watch or play sports?

I enjoy play more these days, even if the body protests.


What is your favourite kind of hat to wear?

Anything that does the job. A sunhat is critical in summer.


Do you pray?

Not at all.


To whom do you pray?

I've never seen the point.


What is the closest mountain to your house?

Mount Wellington!


What size engine is in your vehicle?

We don't have one right now.


What do you need to do tomorrow?

Work work work.

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