Another Saturday and it’s too wet to get in my beloved vegetable garden.

We’ve had 185mm [7”] of rainfall in June. On the West Coast of Tasmania some areas have had over 450mm[18”] of rain in the last 30 days. Its no wonder Tasmanian rainwater is reputed to be the purest in the World, there’s plenty of it.

At Cape Grimm in the furthest North West point of Tasmania rain clouds haven’t crossed land since they left Tierra Del Fuego in South America. Take a look on an Atlas and see for yourself. Unfortunately our reticulated drinking water is no better or worse than any where else in the ‘civilised’ world, after it’s been treated with this and that.



If you see bottled Tasmanian rain or spring water, buy it, try it, you’ll like it.

It’s been too cold to drink my full quota of water straight from our filter today so I’ve been adulterating it. I have an old English style half pint beer mug and I put about an inch of pineapple juice followed by a squeeze of lemon juice and top it up with water. One minute in the microwave and I have an instant ready to drink fruit ‘tea’.

YES I SAID MICROWAVE.

I don’t subscribe to the theory that the microwave is the spawn of the devil. I’m sure at the beginning of the last century the mass media, such as it was then was touting the very same message about the electric oven. It will shrink your testicles or you’ll grow a third nipple, you know the type of thing. I’m sure that Mr Belling or Mr Hotpoint were both treated as the devil incarnate when they first developed the electric stove.

Like most things sometimes you have to show a little faith and trust in what you are doing. A bit like the BTD actually. I’m sure when you first started people looked at you askance and though “Oh yeah he/she is of on another one of his/her trips”. What are they doing now they can see it’s a success, trying some of the ideas I’ll bet.

Well, until my ears turn green or my eyes glow red at night I’m using a microwave, and there’s been no extra nipples or noticeable shrinkage.

TTFN