I am a fifth generation Tasmanian, but fled my home state as soon as I graduated from university. I started my academic careeer in England and have held academic posts in Australia, Canada and Hong Kong.
A falling leaf returns to its
roots, so having retired from academe this leaf fell back to
Tasmania, where he is living with his partner and realizing a
long frustrated ambition as a writer of
fiction.
Hong Kong and Tasmania have much in common.
Both are islands; the inhabitants of both have a love-hate
relationship with that looming presence, The Mainland; both are
extraordinarily beautiful and mountainous; both have governments
that refuse to recognize their charge of stewardship over that
beauty, a beauty I have tried to capture in photographic
images while it still lasts. My academic and other rovings are
told in my memoirs.
