Dramatis persona*

helenhead Helen Chick

I've always wanted a bumper sticker that said "I'm a female, LDS/Mormon, Scout leading, geocaching, piano-playing, bicycling, mathematics educator with a PhD in maths ... and I VOTE"!

I think this makes me a minority group of cardinality 1!

* Since there's only one of me and "personae" is plural (I think), I've gone with dramatis persona.
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Kicking things off

Embarrassing though the evidence may be in retrospect, let the record show that I was, in all likelihood, the first girl to play on a boys’ soccer (football) team in Tasmania (date: probably May or June 1974). I played in both Grade 5 and Grade 6. Our school’s soccer strip was maroon and light blue, which […]

Bathurst Harbour Day 1

Melaleuca to Forest Lagoon Camp

Three years ago, when I flew into Melaleuca in SW Tasmania to do some bushwalking, I spied some kayaks sitting near the jetty and realised that it was possible to do paddling tours in the Bathurst Harbour area. I thought that it would be something I’d like to do and three years […]

Reliving some misspent “youth”

During the late 1980s and continuing into the mid 1990s I was working on my PhD in the maths department. Initially I was in a shared office with two other PhD students, Nick and Tim, and it was here that two rather memorable indoor games were invented (well, memorable to us anyway).

The first, “egg squash”, involved […]

Midlands 2015-#17N

I was heading northwards to run a day of professional learning for teachers in Campbell Town, followed by meetings in Launceston. My colleague and I had heard that there had been a truck roll-over on the highway, but that light traffic was being allowed through. This may have been true for a while during the morning […]

Well, I tried

The signs were good for an aurora tonight, and so I ventured down to Seven Mile Beach.

And the aurora happened.

The only troubles were that the best of it was between sunset and moonrise (which was before I even left home!) and that I totally failed to master/remember any of the techniques that I know I should […]

Tasman Bridge disaster 40 years on

40 years ago tomorrow morning my Mum came into the bedroom that I shared with my two sisters and told us that the Tasman Bridge — which joins Hobart’s city centre and western suburbs with the eastern shore on which I lived (as I do now) — had collapsed the previous night, 5 January 1975. It […]

The Three Wise Men take a shower

It was a glorious summer day and so Mum, Dad and I headed up the mountain for the afternoon. We visited the summit and watched the first two Sydney-Hobart yachts come in, and then went back down to Fern Tree and walked along the Pipeline Track to Silver Falls. We just happened to have the Three […]

Not ff enough

The last time I popped my Sky 2 CD into the stereo, opened the album sheet-music to Scipio and treated myself to 12 minutes of sheer unadulterated house-rocking, barn-storming, head-banging (not quite) joyful noise was back in September 2010 when I was living in Melbourne. Since then I have moved, and replaced the stereo.

Tonight, I needed a dose […]

Cardboard box sleepout mk.2

Two years ago our Scout troop had a cardboard box sleepout in my front yard, and the kids wanted to do it again this year. The boxes were assembled on our regular meeting night, helped this year by the fact that one of the parents had managed to find some really big boxes that were large […]

The trumpet shall sound … as shall 300 voices

The folks at the Tasmanian Symphony Orchestra decided that it would be a good idea to have a sing-along Messiah this year, and 300 or so people agreed with them (plus the audience).

The requirements were simple: you turned up for rehearsals on Friday night and Saturday, and then it was performed on Saturday afternoon. Since there […]