Saturday, June 05, 2010

tasmanian coffee grinders

I went there this morning (Sandy Bay, just near the Purity - that's me trying to forge some vintage Hobart credentials, I know it's not working) and they did not welcome me as the prodigal son, even though I spent so many mornings there in Jan-Mar 1996 spending my dole 'cheque' on long blacks virtually justified by the chance to get a free read of the newspaper(s).

I feel I should also make a visit to the UTas library and put up a plaque in the place I first ever sent an email. Maybe I won't and say I did. (I did!).

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