…3 weeks later…

Being fairly fussy Moles and new to blogging, we are a bit shy about posting these instalments until they are just right. It’ll get easier we are sure, but for the moment, we’re open to being cut some slack. The packing is proceeding especially well for Janet who is serenely unruffled in matters of choice, having a preferred minimalist bent and therefore not a lot of stuff to choose between. Whereas Annie’s practice of forcefulness in allocating her stuff between ‘essential’; ‘less essential’; and ‘almost not at all essential’, is somewhat obscure. So, First Prize for the guess that correctly matches the Mole with the luggage is the intrinsic satisfaction of knowing that goodly tonnes of moles-donated stuff has already been delivered to Vinnie’s, Deloraine, on your behalf.


About The Moles

Although moles hold no particular attraction for us, when we moved to Tasmania in 2003, we lived in Mole Creek. With hopes of fitting in sooner rather than later, we embraced the name in our e-mail account. Now that we are heading off on our globe-trot we thought we'd maintain solidarity with moles and even give them an outing, hence the curious id.... -And since Annie's late Mum, Gwen, was pleased to call herself Molesmama, she's coming too. Not lost on us is the marvellous ambiguity inherent in the word and the notion that very little is known about these small, sleepy, dark-dwelling creatures....
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