It's one of those inexplicable things,that the minutiae of other people's lives tell us more than the big stuff. I suppose because it adds colour and texture, and turns people into real 3D entities. Strangely fascinating.
Not too many possums and wallabies around these parts, and I don't think I'd know an echidna or bandicoot if I tripped over one. I get deer and rabbits aplenty, plus the occasional fox and the very occasional hare. And I saw some glow-worms once. Latest wildlife is the mass of little black dots in my pond -- the tadpoles are on their way. This time I'm committed to giving them better protection from the murderous magpies.
But anyway, yes, good stuff. I'm envious of your task -- escorting a pal around "Tasmania's finest wineries, pubs and restaurants". I'm sure there are more pleasant-sounding pastimes available to man, but I can't bring one to mind
just at the moment. It evokes the spirit of
Sideways. I presume you've seen it? Do catch it. You'll enjoy it.
I'll confess, I've never seen a Rocky film. I will rectify this in my next DVD order. Don't forget to give
Dead Man's Shoes (if you can get it) and
A History of Violence a go when you get the chance. Though I know that violence and crime isn't your thing. Mind you, after a good stagger round the Derwent Valley, that could change.....
March maundering.
