Give me a home among the gum trees, with lots of plum trees,
a sheep or two and a kangaroo
- John Williamson, 1975
Bugger me. It’s about 10 past 10 at night, I was just on the verandah out the front doing a little night carpentry (don’t ask), and three kangaroos hopped down my street.
I shit you not. Right there on the bitumen, heading towards town.
The Berra is known as the Bush Capital, but really, this is ridiculous. I live in an inner area, less than 5 minutes’ drive from the CBD. My well-established older suburb has traffic, apartment complexes, rowdy share houses, joggers, pet dogs, and even stolen car action (that was last weekend). There are no gum trees on the nature strip, just the introduced deciduous species that look pretty in autumn. It’s not a bloody wildlife sanctuary.
Never in six years in Tamworse did this happen, and Tamworse really is the country.
Alas, I didn’t have the camera handy. And now the Bald Man thinks I’m on drugs.
I wish.
2 responses so far ↓
Damian // May 8, 2009 at 1:51 am |
I was stomping around Russell Buildings (?) in Canberra three years ago with an ad sales guy and an American; I and the ad guy got held up at the door chatting to AVM Houstion (?), by the time we got to the car the American was taking part in a staring competition with two greys and a joey which were bemused and between him and the car. Admittedly these buildings backed on to dead dry paddocks.
Miss Andrea // May 8, 2009 at 11:52 pm |
It sounds like the same roos, Kempy. Hah. Yes, there is an abundance of dry paddocks close to areas like Russell, where it must be weird for the top level defence pointy-heads from abroad to be confronted by more wildlife than security.
The dry paddocks are a bit further from my place, though.