4457.8 km was the reading on the dial when I pulled into the garage at home at last – having got up at 5.40 am (ouch! and after a restless night), driven off the ferry into the pre-dawn darkness, eaten breakfast and then driven back to Launceston through frost-white fields (such is Tasmania in winter), going to Mass before finally reached my driveway.
I think I have driven enough for the moment.
These travel journal entries over, I will return to matters euchological, theological and liturgical in due course...
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