Sunday, September 4, 2016


Catman came by for a pint. No, not a transgender superheroine, but a home-gown Tasmanian hero. Here at the bottom end of the world, away from all the hurley burley of say, America, we do things well in advance. We are, in fact, world leaders in some things. Whisky for instance; truffles too. And Cats.


That is Rob Clifford pictured above. He's the hero. Quite a few years back some negligent sailor hit the bridge that spans the Derwent River in Hobart, bring it down and stranding thousands who travelled daily from one side of the river t'other. Rob was quick off the mark with a ferry service. He made not just his name but a boatload of money too.

He sank that money into boat-building. And not just any boats but the best in the world Catamarans. We raised a glass or two to Rob.  The world came to Hobart wanting what he could build. 

The pristine and sheltered waters that I see from my quarters' windows are home to his boats and their 'sea trials'. 

They are built for far more stormy seas and busier sea lanes, as far afield as North America. The folk there lay claim to having the World's Fastest Ferry.

But it was built by Australians just up-river from me.

Rob's cats leave every other ship in their wake.

Trials in Tasmanian waters

Maybe you will get to ride on one, one day.

(They have a bar on board so....)

Drink up.


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Ne meias in stragulo aut pueros circummittam.

Our Bouncer is a gentleman of muscle and guile. His patience has limits. He will check you at the door.

The Tavern gets rowdy visitors from time to time. Some are brain dead and some soul dead. They attack customers and the bar staff and piss on the carpets. Those people will not be allowed in anymore. So... Be Nice..