Hobart 2 - Bellerive really

After walking to school with Sarah and Jake, I strolled through Salamanca Place before catching the bus to Bellerive.

 I took this as a fashion direction not voting instruction.

 Sad news on alighting from the bus at Wentworth Street, Bellerive.

The Goughs were our neighbours in Queen Street and their shop was a gem.

 Bellerive Beach is as beautiful as ever though I was intrigued by the apparent sculpture

 which, I think, is in fact to do with a new stormwater runoff.

 The view back towards my unit.

It really is my sort of place.

Hobart 1

I arrived on Wednesday evening.

 Jake and Sarah's house in lovely Battery Point.

 The park at the back of the house.

 The garden at the back of the house.

And the same with the nearly full moon.

Next morning we walked to Sarah's school, looking out for the cats

and having a chat en route.

The Stranger

and other New York stuff.  Steve and I had a bit of a Billy Joel festival a couple of weeks ago, so I was not overly surprised to look up during my Sunday phone call to Mum to see