swans

There is nothing quite like it

The sound of one swan galumphing across the water, feet windmilling and wings flapping so hard that they whipcrack, in pursuit of another swan even more frantically doing the same in an attempt to escape. This sunny morning in Centennial… Read More ›

Australia Day: “Speak English!”

It’s Australia Day again, so I’m recycling my favourite anecdote from a few years ago.

We had decided to spend a warm Australia Day picnicking on the shores of Lake Monger with friends. Plenty of other people had decided the same thing, and it was a convivial atmosphere. The black swans were noodling around in the background, there plenty of kids playing on the grass, families were chatting with each other