Thursday, March 10, 2011

I'm in love !













How would you react if you found out that someone not a million miles away from here has on free public display his collection of 250 model aeroplanes ? What if you discovered amongst this treasure, a Halifax, Lancaster and even a Stirling ? Then you found that the next shelf contained a Victor, a Vulcan and a space for a Valiant, currently winging its way to Saint Mary's in kit form. Just as you reasonably thought that life could'nt get any better, suppose you found a display of the George the Fifth, the Bismark, and the Missouri, how would you respond ? As sensory and spiritual overload threatens, imagine coming upon a TSR-2 and a Canberra! In my case I discovered that after some deep breathing exercises, that some semblance of mental equilibrium could be attained, but my hopes to obtain some emotional control of the situation were cruelly dashed when it was revealed that the collection also contained all the travel books of HV Morton, and a complete collection of Classic Air magazines dating from 1973. In his spare time the owner of the collection acquired 12 Harmoniums, which he restores and plays, when not practising on his guitar or banjo. I think you can learn a little about a person from finding that from the time that he commenced taping TV programs 32 years ago, that he has kept every video, which is clearly labelled on the spine with a precis of contents, including the running time of each program. Naturally this information is cross referenced to an exercise book which is updated on a daily basis. I happened to mention to the collector that I have a friend in Melbourne who had made a record of every commercial flight that he has taken over the last 30 years, and was unsurprised to be handed a log book containing details of each of the collectors flights since the age of 13, including information about the make of aeroplane,sector length, flight duration, captains name, etc...Then I discovered that the collector is a cricket fan (he gave me a book "the Cricketing Edrichs") and owns every release made by Peter Paul and Mary in vinyl form. It goes without saying that background browsing music in the display is exclusively ABC FM. The conversation turned to the subject of cars, though in my mental condition it was difficult for me to make much of a contribution, and the collector showed me his 8 horsepower Ford Anglia, the first car he ever bought, which he naturally still owns and maintains in a roadworthy condition. His real automotive love however is Rover cars, and he showed me his 1948 Rover, and his 1953 Rover, and his 1957 Rover, and his 1967 Rover, which is restored to showroom condition. Unfortunately he has been too busy to acquire more than a small group of Triumph motorbikes. As we sat in front of a shelf with every book ever written by WE Johns on it, and with the gentle click clack of the Hornby locomotive circumnavigating an alpine diorama, just audible above the prelude from Bach's 1st cello suite (bwv 1007a) I suddenly realised that I was in love. If I had any doubts at this point, then they were banished by a discussion of the hydraulic operating pressures necessary on the Wellington bombers undercarriage, and the revelation that his favourite TV show is "Chance in a Million", and his favourite actor Simon Callow. Now it just so happens that the object of my affection is immensely fat, in his late 60's, and sports a huge bushy beard - but lets face it, nobodies perfect. How am I going to tell Cecile ?

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Stanley













A couple of weeks ago, we decided to visit the charming little town of Stanley on the North west Coast. Stanley is the birthplace of the only Australian Prime Minister from Tasmania, Joe lyons (we visited the tiny cottage where he was born). It is a cray fishing port nestled at the base of a remarkable volcanic plug called The knob. The village consist mostly of picturesque weatherboard cottages overlooking the bay, with a most impressive Victorian mansion, Highfield, standing in splendid isolation on the hill above.
A walk through beautiful Rocky Cape National Park offered a startling contrast to the moonscape of bare hills around Queens town. The sulphur used to clean the copper ore killed the rainforest over a century ago, and the area has a really eery feel.
We are hoping to revisit the area son and walk along the Franklin River, and maybe this time the legendary West coast rain will let off. Okay, you can't have rain forest without rain, we are just pleased to be based on the sunny East Coast.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Mt William













Tassie continues to delight. The hottest we have experienced since we arrived is 25 degrees, which we thought wonderful, even though we were surrounded by Taswegians complaining of sunstroke. We have settled into a routine, working most mornings, but having the weekends for touring. Last weekend we went to Hobart, and Cecile dropped me off at Bellreive Oval where I watched the mighty Vics give the Tasmanian pretenders an inspiring lesson on how to be good losers. Cecile went to the Salamanca Market, and the Wooden Boat Show. This weekend we went north east to the Mount William National Park, which was created specifically to protect the endangered Forester Kangaroo. We did'nt see any. However, armed with crampons, pitons, belaying rope and oxygen, we did climb to the summit of Mount William. 216 of the hardest metres I have ever done. Another lesson learnt in Darwin is the daily picnic, and today we travelled to Meadstone Falls to consume our Pate and Avocado baguettes. Yum.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

A tale of two cities














Hobart versus Launceston
Derwent versus Tamar
Cascade versus Boag
South versus North

Tassie is such a small place, often stigmatised by the mainlanders. One still often hears stories of two-headed tassies, cousin-love and Irish jokes recycled as Tasmanian jokes. And yet the island is divided by the North/South rivalry.
We love it all. Both cities are charming in their settings and architecture. we like the fact they are large enough to offer almost all a city should, but small enough to be explored on foot. Either are within a stone throw of stunning natural attractions : Mt Wellington and Huon Valley for Hobart, the Cataract Gorge and Tamar valley for Launceston, to name but a few. Small is definitely beautiful as far as we are concerned.
Oh! And by the way, well done David for suggesting summer in Tasmania! Cecile thought why not Northen Queensland?

Friday, February 4, 2011

Animals








Well, we just had a truly wonderful experience - our bosses Vicki and Geoff, in addition to running the holiday park, are wildlife rescuers. They have a lovely 7 acre bush block just outside Bicheno and use it to raise orphan animals. They have wallabies, pademelons, possums, kangaroos, they have even looked after an echidna. Of course most of the orphans have been created by the Tasmanian roadkill epidemic, but they told us one appalling anecdote about some local ruffians who wanted a couple of wallaby babies as pets, so they shot 2 wallabies with babies in their pouches in order to get them. After a week they couldn't be bothered with the work involved, and dumped the babies at the local nature park. Luckily Vicki and Geoff were there to nurse them, and these orphans are in the pictures as adults, roaming the countryside, but occasionally popping back to say hello. Vicki even makes latex teats of various sizes and shapes to replicate the real thing in each species.