Month: April 2015

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The reminders of war seem to be everywhere I go here. As an Australian, it's not something I'm used to.
Published on 2 Comments on War & Peace

As I write this, outside the windows are the lush, peaceful fields of Ireland. Not far from where I sit sheep, cattle and horses enjoy the new spring growth. The grass is such an intense green it almost hurts my eyes.

Taken on the road from Thomastown to Borris, the Blackstairs Mountains in the distance.
Taken on the road from Thomastown to Borris, the Blackstairs Mountains in the distance.

It would be easy to believe this place has always been as peaceful as it is now. ...continue reading "War & Peace"

A few odds and ends about Tasmania, for those people I've met while travelling and are interested in the place I come from.
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As I travel I'm asked similar questions about the place I come from - Tasmania, Australia. The aim of this blog post is to answer a few of those questions - and perhaps raise a few more.

  1. Tasmania is an island off the south coast of Australia. It's a state of Australia.

    Mt Wellington and suburbs of Hobart Shag Bay, on the opposite bank of the Derwent River.
    Mt Wellington and suburbs of Hobart from Shag Bay, on the opposite bank of the Derwent River.

  2. Tasmanians call the rest of Australia – the large island north of Bass Strait - The Mainland.

...continue reading "A Few Fun Facts About Tasmania"

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Published on 2 Comments on The week when nothing happened

Many years ago someone said to me, "Jennie, if there wasn't a crisis happening in your life, you'd find it necessary to create one." Reading my posts of the last few weeks you would probably be tempted to agree with him.

Dandelions are in flower everywhere. I know they're a weed, but they're so cheerful.
Dandelions are in flower everywhere. I know they're a weed, but they're so cheerful.

While I don't honestly believe I'm like that any longer, today I sat down at my laptop to write this blog and froze. Nothing has happened in the last week. No dramas, no crises, no huge personal upheavals or revelations. So what do I write about? ...continue reading "The week when nothing happened"

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Published on 6 Comments on Murphy’s Law

I missed my plane to Ireland.

This is a lovely old church, not grand at all despite its size, very welcoming.
Chelmsford Cathedral is a lovely old church, not grand at all despite its size, very welcoming.

After managing to get half way around the world without any major stuff ups, flying in and out of Melbourne and Darwin in Australia, Singapore,  then Kuala Lumpur, Kuching and Miri in Malaysia,  going from Stansted to Dublin should have been a breeze. I'd booked the taxi to the bus station, it arrived at the flat on time, so I was at the bus station twenty minutes earlier than I needed to be. ...continue reading "Murphy’s Law"

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Published on 1 Comment on Spring in my Step
Salisbury
A river running through Salisbury, a medieval city with a surprise around every corner.

A few years ago I used to sail regularly on the Derwent River in Hobart, Tasmania. The people I met on the twenty three footer every Sunday morning were highly experienced, and taught me much about the art and science of sailing a small boat. ...continue reading "Spring in my Step"