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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12 of 12, June 2018

My computer is suffering from an attack of the sooky-la-las. It claims its brain is full. Since I use this as an excuse for my own poor performance I suppose I should cut it some slack. What I haven’t done, however, is tell it that a replacement is being sought.

One of my PhD students is getting very close to submitting her thesis. This means reading it.

After some uncertainty about what I’d be able to do this year, it has turned out that I am able to go to my usual mid-year conferences. This is me making a hasty booking for some accommodation in New Zealand, with haste necessary because everyone else had been able to get in early. (I should point out that, even without extenuating circumstances, it is quite conceivable that I would still be doing this in a last-minute rush!)

I’ve been trying to get in a daily walk to rebuild some fitness. Unfortunately Hobart had a major flood event in May and this is what happened to the bridge and creek in the gully near my office. There are signs suggesting you’re supposed to detour, but it is actually still crossable with care … and I may have done just that.

It was a misty sort of day, and there were some interesting cloud effects across the river.

Another nearby gully was a mass of autumn leaves.

The sky was a yellow-grey, creating a moody background for the houses along a nearby ridge.

There was some dampened ivy growing over a retaining wall, and big drops of water on another plant.


In the late afternoon I had to pick up a friend’s daughter from her netball game. This isn’t her team, because I took a photo of the wrong court.

After dropping off my friend’s daughter (a bit of a drive), I headed home, via the gravel road that makes a convenient if messy shortcut on the hill behind my place.

And then it was time for dinner. I didn’t learn how to cook poached eggs until very recently, and I still don’t do it particularly well, but this was pretty yummy.

[The “12 of 12” project involves taking 12 photos on the 12th of the month, on whatever takes your fancy. I have been doing this since 2009; this is the 106th instalment.]

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