SONG TO A SEAGULL

Dear Alice, Tasmanian holiday – Part two On Wednesday Julia and Mike visited us on Bruny Island just for the day. Prior to their arrival however I’d awoken the boys at 6am to go fishing. It was just glorious; mildy warm, sunny and calm but most importantly, the fish were biting! Actually so were the seagulls, as Elliott was about to find out. A lone bird circled above us as Elliott skillfully cast in his...

TASMANIA

Dear Alice, Tasmanian holiday – Part one I begin writing this post sitting on a very strange, yellow and blue ‘lump of comfort’. It has a large wing on the right-hand-side and droopy dropped side on the left. It looks like a melted fairground ride or perhaps a piece of modern sculpture, but is in reality a very trendy armchair. It’s one of three here at the holiday house we’re staying in and I have to say...