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Sunday Morning…

Summer’s morning. Birds are active outdoors. Can hear a wattle bird at the moment, a magpie with it’s wonderful chat and the neighbour’s chickens clucking around their front yard. I really like hearing their chickens.

 We are looking at a 26 C (79F) today. Lovely day with a mild breeze coming through the window. Cats and dogs still sleeping. Always lovely when they sleep.  I’m looking forward to the week. 

 The Hobart Photographic Society photography exhibition is on at the moment and I will work a two hour shift down there this week. It doesn’t require much except passing out pencils and slips of paper for people’s choice awards and keeping track of njmbers of visitors and selling raffle tickets to win a print.

So far the photo of a baby wombat named Lenny is leading the pack by a great number of votes.

Lovely Tim i the owner of Fullers.

 There is a Philosophy Night at Fullers Book store later in the week that Mr. P and I will attend. Should be interesting and fun. They are in the midst of their 104th year birthday celebrations with prizes, cake, etc that I am watching from their social media. Will will share one of their photos.

 I only have two small books to share with you today from Wooden books publishers. There is an entire series of these little books and I acquired two of them sometime back.

Grammar: The Structure of Language by Rachel Grenon and Plot: The Art of the Story by Amy Jones.

The two I have.

Logic asks, “When is a sentence true?” Rhetoric asks, “Which is the right sentence?” Grammar purely asks, “when is a sentence correct?” I hope that these pages will at least whet your appetite for grammar, if not turn you into a most ardent and impassioned grammarian. (Introduction from Grammar:the structure of language.)

 They are small books that slip easily into a bag and come in a variety of subjects. I love the covers.

 

I missed the book club where the group discussed Zadie Smith’s, The Fraud for a really pitiful reason. There was a three car fender bender on the Tasman Bridge in Hobart. There are very limited streets heading out of South Hobart where I live. The traffic was backed up seven to eight kilometres. Where we exit South Hobart there is also the Southern Outlet that goes south to Kingston. It was also backed up kilometres. I sat in South Hobart trying to travel the five kilometres to the city.  After trying every way of getting out of South Hobart, I was unable to do so. Cars were at a standstill, what is known as the Hobart Grid Lock. 

Our politicians can’t work out public transport. We have a large river system and it would be wonderful if they would put in some ferries like Sydney has up and down their harbour. They talk about it a lot. There is a rail track that could accommodate light rail north of town with some work.

Bike trails are appalling. But the Metro system has a shortage of drivers due to less than ideal working conditions.

The timetable can be erratic. Lots of pollies standing around looking at everything, tsk, tsk, tsking but taking no action (as usual). So as the time edged into the meeting without me, I turned around and went home. I was very disappointed to miss the group. Just ridiculous. Wished I still had my scooter.

 Well that is the quiet trial of the week. I am now just satisfied having my morning coffee and the neighbour’s chickens chatting.  See you next time.

Penguin loves playing on the book shelves.
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I live a retired life in Tasmania, Australia. I love books, travel, animals, photography, motor biking and good friends. I indulge in all these activities with the little Travellin' Penguin who has now shared five continents with me. We love book shops, photography walks and time with friends as all our family is in USA and Canada. I enjoy visitors to my blog so hope you'll stop by.

11 thoughts on “Sunday Morning…

  1. Inadequate public transportation and gridlock both suck! I follow a guy who live streams while riding an electric skateboard around Los Angeles and think “Wow…wouldn’t that be the way to go!” He’s highly skilled and weaves between and around buses and cars like it’s nothing.

    Those little books from Wooden are very nice! As for grammar, I loved and excelled in it in high school, but now I am constantly having to look things up to see if I’m saying them right…er, correctly…

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  2. From a poor soul in the Northern hemisphere, I wish we had sunshine and 26 degrees. Here is mostly a mixture of cloudy days, cold, windy, rainy and just the occasional sunny day.
    The Fuller bookshops sounds like a dream with different activities, you are so lucky.
    The Browser books sounds lovely, I have to look for them. I have never heard of them, and I suspect they are not available in Sweden. But maybe I can find them online. Looks like a lot of interesting titles.

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  3. I wonder what sort of scooter you miss. I ride my bike on the bike paths along and across the river between my place and Milly’s and having silent electric scooters whizz up behind and past me is less than ideal. You have elections coming up – any chance of public transport action?

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    1. I had a 250cc Piaggio Italian big tire scooter I rode from Hobart to Longreach, Rockhampton and back down the east coast in 2010. I was in my 60s, part of a 500 strong charity ride (I was the only scooter) to Darwin but we had to turn back as my friend had to get back to work. 7300 kms, 3.5 weeks. I also did a circuit around Victoria, the Grampians and the Great Ocean Rd on it. Had so much fun. Once home I upgraded to a BV350 Piaggio bike. It was a touring scooter, traction control, ABS brakes, 2 trip odometers. i loved it. Had to sell it 2 yrs ago when I lost most of sight and peripheral vision in left eye. It was a sad day. But had 15 yrs without incident so quit while I was ahead.🛵🛵🛵

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  4. What a shame about the book group!
    I had something similar happen to me once. Also a bookish event, but held up by road closures because of building the Metro tunnel. I’d done my homework and planned my trip to avoid them, but something went wrong somewhere and I ended up in a slow moving single lane of traffic going the wrong way. I was so cross!
    That Main series looks fascinating. I wonder what’s in The Hedgerow Cookbook, eh?

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