Ooh baby it's a wild world
Well, it seems we here in Tasmania are in the middle of a tumultuous time. I will not go on about the miners, everyone knows about it except to say it is difficult to remain uncynical in the face of our media. I am not sure that Shannon Noll and Eddie McGuire are what Beaconsfield needs right now. A cup of tea and a quite read might be more appropriate.
A policeman was shot after pulling someone up on the highway near Pontville in the south.
It has been 10 years since the Port Arthur massacre.
We have some bloody cold weather. Seismic activity. What next? It makes one quite tired just thinking about it.
I have been knitting like a knitting freak, trying to complete two projects for Mother's Day. I will get there - I know I will. I was thinking that I would knit all day Saturday but then remembered we are off to see the Wizard, so that will be a couple of hours out of the day. Is it strange to hope no one visits so I can spend more time knitting? Still no photos sorry!