Tasmania is a terrible place. I cannot stress this strongly enough. The monotonous vistas;
The crowded beaches;
The hellish dockside taverns;
DO NOT GO THERE UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES. My Good Lady Wife and I barely escaped with our lives. Such a relief to return to the decently polluted, properly hot and happily humid confines of Sydney!
So I got back just in time to get the Wednesday Warriors' submissions sorted out, with the help of a small snifter of Doctor Loamblithering's Purple Infuriator (aka McHenry's Butterfly Gin).
And what visions were vouchsafed to me while the fumes of the spirits wafted around my sensorium? Elves, Knights of Old, some retro 80s Sci-Fi armour, the cavalrymen of ancient Persia, the followers of dark gods, a necromancer and his unholy brood, some dogs you won't find at Crufts, and the baroque technology of an Imperium on the brink of catastrophe.
So strap yourselves in, grab a glass of your preferred tipple, and watch the spectacle unfold!
Biggles, another bottle of the '73 Chateau Lou Reed, there's a good fellow...
Ev
Welcome back to civilisation and the madness of the challenge.
ReplyDeleteSucks to be you Ev. Enjoy your day.
ReplyDeleteNow, sir, I have reason to believe that you are in possession of a devil... ;)
ReplyDeleteHope you had a good break :)
Welcome back and have a grand day, Ev!
ReplyDeleteSounds like the holiday did you good!
ReplyDeleteBest Iain
NICE! Enjoy the warm while you can. I have heard in ancient tales from mysterious merchants and Nomads that beneath the tropics there is densely populated cities that become cold and one must wear more than T-shirt and shorts at that time of the year. Surely that is just a myth.
ReplyDeleteIt is indeed a fable. For it NEVER gets cold north of the Victorian Border, and even Tasmania has days when it is 30C and people fall faint in the streets, and the flora and fauna spontaneously combust!
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