No Animals Were Harmed In The Making Of This Blog

So here it is. The blog. I’ve rambled on about it, with my intentions and ideas, and have put my friends through conversations filled with suffering (on their part) and I’ve finally done it. Not without some considerable consternation. I’ve come to the conclusion that doing stuff on the web is like algebra. Some people just get it, some people very much don’t, and those that do can go through no greater pain than trying to explain it to someone who doesn’t. Like me. There have been moments of frantic clicking, and the occasional expletive tripping over my lips as I designed the blog, but thankfully nobody else was harmed in the process.

And then there was the logo design… but I won’t go into that. It still hurts too much.

I’ve recently gone through a massive change in my life – about 7 weeks ago I decided to up everything and move my little self down to Tasmania. The next month and a bit was packed with activity, although I can’t for the life of me think of what I actually did. Friends were farewelled, loose ends were firmly tied, and excessive packing was done. And now I’m here. In a town that’s bigger than I thought (I think I must have been expecting to move to a small town, not unlike that in A Country Practice), with very little local knowledge, an enviable understanding of the local TV guide, and no local friends.

But at the same time, I feel the unfolding of an adventure. And I like those - they make life colourful. I think everybody needs that extra little sparkle in life.