Since my last post I have toddled off to Tassie and come back. Now, three days after my return, I thought I had better put some of my adventures on record so that they are forever remembered (by my aged brain)and so my sis can see them.
I could hardly contain my excitement. Was this an indication of things to come? Was Tasmania going to be the Motherload? I took the pot to the counter to pay for it, trying not to look to smug, but in hindsight, maybe my expression looked somewhat contorted. The shop assistant paused, looked at me keenly and then asked, “Are you a Pensioner?”
Well!!! I know that I am not the best traveller, and airplanes do dehydrate one, but really!
Onward and outwards, not looking back, we headed for a little town in the middle of Tassie called Tarraleah. These are a few buildings on the way. (I love a good roofline!)
This little card box was picked up at a little town on the way...