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Most of what we call management consists of making it difficult for people to get their work done.

On the road to Mount Field National Park. The Derwent Valley. April 2013. Wordless Wednesday.

Effort is only effort when it begins to hurt.

Here are what I think are poplars in the [deep voice required] Valley of Love , the Derwent Valley . While you are enjoying that discussion, I will be the one trying to find a large rock to crawl under and die. Yes I am still sick.

Give me a woman who truly loves beer, and I will conquer the world.

I've opted for a "two for one deal" today, because I couldn't really make my mind up as to which image that I liked better. I am rather pleased with how these turned out, because I took them from a moving vehicle on our journey through the valley of love last weekend . Can you guess what they are? Those of you who are familiar with Tasmania's most excellent BEER would have no doubt jumped to your feet and shouted "MY GOD, I THINK THAT IT IS A FIELD OF HOPS!!!" If you did so, well done, they are precious hops. A crucial element to a successful amber liquid, Tasmania has the finest hops in the world . As we drove past, I did note a slight tremor in Jennifer's voice, and a speck of a tear on her cheek. As she has spent a the best part of the past three years pregnant and/or breastfeeding, she has forced herself to forgo what was once her favourite activity: getting out on the razzle .