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Without education, we are in a horrible and deadly danger of taking educated people seriously.

Rock on. Little Howrah Beach, Howrah. April 2011. Last time it went something like: Hobart → Sydney → Bangkok → London → Bath → London → Paris → Grenoble → Milan → Rome → Venice → Vienna → Prague → Berlin → Nuremberg → Frankfurt → London → Singapore → Sydney → Hobart Next time I’d like it to look a little more like: Hobart → Sydney → Bangkok → Munich → Nuremberg → Dresden → Berlin → Hamburg → Warsaw → Krakow → Budapest → Bratislava → Vienna → Prague → Kutna Hora → Berlin Singapore → Sydney → Hobart

And yet to every bad there is a worse.

Still looking...

A lost battle is a battle one thinks one has lost.

Jen and Ez go hunting tiger snakes in the sand dunes. What could possibly go wrong?

Only one man ever understood me, and he didn't understand me.

This evening I present to you a nice juxtaposition of my sons, with a bit of distance to mix things up a bit in a composition sense. Here you can see Henry and Ezra on the lookout for secret treasure . Every time we cross this patch of ground we are alert (but not alarmed) to the prospect of finding a rich booty of this very special substance. Now, I put it to you dear World, what are we looking for?