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Hi Folks,
Down here south of the border we have been
receiving a battering from good old mother nature over the last few weeks. The
Pied Currawongs seem to be able to predict the onslaught and gather together in
our backyard prophesising loudly to one another. They really carry-on
with wailing type calls, whilst flying frantically around the canopy in an
almost agitated fashion. The calls are not the familiar "me arse, me arse, me
elbow" or "caant cross the river" as me mum used to say. I have heard these
calls and witnessed this behaviour several times and joke to those who are
within earshot that it's time to "batten down the hatches'. Has anybody else
witnessed this type of behaviour?
Jim Reside
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