February 15, 2013

The carnival is over...

So, I come to the end of the road with Launceston: Sunday morning, I leave Launceston on a permanent basis. I'll be back a few times between now and whenever, but as far as a long-last relationship goes, Launceston and I have decided to part ways.

I'll miss the place. However, I am leaving here to embark on a new adventure in life, which makes me VERY excited. 

See youse!

February 9, 2013

The circus is in town...

...or as David Lynch might say: it's crazy clown time.

February 2, 2013

Graffiti Junction

For some reason, I always imagine this concrete thingy is part of the old terminus for the Launceston trolley-car system. Whatever it is, it's been given a recent makeover by some spray-happy chaps/chapettes.

February 1, 2013


Mind your step, dawdlers - Inveresk may no longer be an industrial zone servicing Tasmania's rail infrastructure, but it still hosts a small restored tram which runs on weekends.

January 29, 2013


Ah, my favourite bit of Launceston: Inveresk (can you tell?). It's hard for me to imagine what this place was like, back when it was still a functioning industrial site - particularly when the trees are looking so green and leafy. It's a subject that's been done to death recently in art, but something really appeals to me about nature reclaiming a derelict industrial site.

Of course, in this case, it's nothing to do with nature doing it's thing - as is probably quite obvious, this is a nicely landscaped and deliberately planned reclamation where the grass and rusty rails are both integral. Full points to the people who made it happen.

(The coffee is also excellent from the local cafe, by the way...)

January 26, 2013

Go Mowbs!

Today, being Australia Day (actually yesterday, but I am late posting this), I spent some time down at Inveresk, watching some local cricket. The Mowbray Eagles, taking on some other local club, in a friendly game of rounders.

I believe at least 20% of the people in shot are related to Ricky Ponting in some way, Mowbray being not only where he grew up, but where he first played competitive club cricket. And while I jest a little at the ratio of Pontings:Non-Pontings, I do believe the chap bowling is called "Ricky". Whether this places him in Clan Ponting is debatable, but what isn't debatable is that he took a wicket with this delivery.

Nice work, Ricky.

January 25, 2013


Might be a little inaccurate to call this "daily" these days. Still, I will post photos when I find something that catches my eye. Like today's effort.