Image via WikipediaAfter arriving in Tasmania on April 14, 1979 with my family, we spent a few weeks staying with relatives who had emigrated to Tasmania in the late 60's. Despite being the tail-end of Summer and going into Autumn, my younger brother and I wore nothing but football (soccer) gear to keep cool whilst all around were standing around dressed like they were about to embark on a mission to Antarctica.
I'll skip quickly to the present day in order to begin the diary part of this blog.
I attended High School in the nearby town of Smithton. After finishing High School I attended Matriculation College in Burnie. I contracted glandular fever shortly after this and cancelled my plan to start nursing. This didn't eventuate until late in 1986. I made my way through nursing with minimal fuss with the exception of my alcohol consumption.
Shortly before completing my nursing training I met a nurse who would later become my wife....then my -ex wife.
In a nutshell, my career as a State Registered Nurse saw me working mainly in remote areas and Psycho-geriatrics. Throughout all of this time, I was
Along the way I've met some fantastic and some not-so fantastic people. Tasmania as a place to live, however, is spectacular to say the least. I guess I'm spoiled as, living in Stanley with a population of around 460 people and the Stanley Nut literally on my doorstep.
Yes, Tasmania is quiet and not everybody's cup of tea but I guess it depends on what lifestyle you want to live. If it's laid-back and picturesque, then Tasmania is for you. Yes, Tasmania doesn't have the range or variety of services offered by mainland Australia but you acclimatise very easily. Tasmania doesn't have the extremes in the weather as does mainland Australia. The only thing that I haven't become used to is the hot Summer weather....
....but that's not a bad complaint to have.
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