R. Chuggy.

We travelled the 120km to Launceston on Monday, to do some shopping for items not available locally like arrows for the bow, Warhammer paints and a good electric heater. On the return trip we stopped to take a photo. Ben thinks that I look like R Chuggy, but I can't see the resemblance. Mr Chuggy dwells beside the highway, on a long sweeping curve below The Sideling. He's lost an eye since we last saw him.