The last thing I expected on the 12th hole was a pheasant cock strutting his stuff. I have now learned that pheasants have had uninterrupted residency here on the Cork Golf Club grounds for years. Not actually being here to play I was easily distracted by shiny things and bright colours, especially when my team […]
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Cats, cats everywhere. There were blacks ones and white ones and ones with a little yellow on them and they all looked like they owned the place and they all seemed just the same. None seemed to be owned by anyone yet they all appeared to be looked after by the locals. During my exploration […]
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The western parklands are teaming with life; even more so during the Adelaide Fringe Festival. Fruit bats in the sunset sky and possums in the dark of night share Gluttony and the Garden of Earthly Delights with a different kind of wildlife. Happily they all habitat this space amid the music, the noise, the frivolity […]
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A thing of childhood nightmares lies before me, mouth agape. Like the edge of a precipice I am drawn inexorably towards that perilous abyss beyond. Every fibre of my being screams ‘don’t’ while body inches forward regardless. After all this Doughboy Scallop is only a few centimetres across and I want a really good close […]
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