I flew to Belfast; it wasn't a holiday.
I scattered my Dad's ashes in the River Lagan and buried my uncle.
It had been lashing down in Northern Ireland.
And then as I was flying home Sinead O'Connor died and I wondered what a conversation between her and Dolores O'Riordan of The Cranberries would sound like in death.
Read MoreAs Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern told the New York Times in 2018, "One of the criticisms I've faced over the years is that I'm not aggressive enough or assertive enough or maybe somehow, because I'm empathetic, it means I'm weak. I totally rebel against that. I refuse to believe that you cannot be both compassionate and strong."
Hear, hear!
Read MoreWe are island people who escape to islands. We move from relative obscurity and isolation to deeper isolation in the hope of finding peace.
It is a difficult to comprehend character trait for those who are not us but for those who call Tasmania home, it is the way we are - determined and courageous in the face of difficulty or challenge yet protective of our space.
And that's why I am a rock hopper, as difficult as it may seem.
There is something special about the ocean.
Not an estuary, nor a gorge, or a waterway, rather, the wide expansive ocean where only a distant headland or remote island is visible between sets of waves.
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