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Sheesh, how much do you people get
out?
Clearly the top five should be:
Sulphur-crested Cockatoo -- Since when have you
ignored this replica of politicians, raising alarms, screeching aloud about
nothing in particular, lookng good in the public eye ....bloody
obvious and bloody noisy.
Yellow-faced Honeyeater -- In keeping with a lot of
the people who come though Canberra on a regular basis, if they actually fessed
up to what they are doing here they would be yellow in the face about only being
here intermittenly. You've heard the call, "shirk, shirk"?
Straw-necked Ibis -- You've not seen them taking
advantage of your tax dollars at the local oval? Perfect disguise; the dark
suit, white shirt, flashy yellow tie and, oh dear, is that nose getting longer
every time you look.
Spotted Pardalote -- The dirt unit of avian
culture, repetitive and focussed. Only problem is about a decade out of date but
persistant..."Paul Keating, Paul Keating, Paul Keating" Mind you I hear that a
revisionist strain calls "John Howard, John Howard"...
Galah -- Ettamoggah comes to Canberra except they
are always in civil unions, if observations at Manuka on Captain Cook Cr are
typical. Out there with their grey suits and pink shirts, looking like ordinary
citizens but we can see from the way they fly, it ain't necessarily
so.
And at No.5, Silvereyes...well I don't know about
you but someone actually felled that huge eucalypt in Tasmania that made the
annual mainland invasion possible. The ultimate Greenies, sometimes with foxy
aspects, they can be here, they can be there, they make use of everything they
find and sing lustily about it.
In fun
Shaun Bagley
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