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Leaving work while it’s still light. Getting home to watch dusk from the deck. Flocks of cockatoos wheel around Annandale valley yelling at the magpies who are disputing ownership of a eucalypt with the lorikeets. It wouldn’t be Sydney without a heated discussion about property and the birds clearly understand this.
Sydney’s property war is also fought in the trees. Credit:
It was a blindingly hot day and the tarmac on the kerb outside our place in Gladesville melted. I was about three-and-a-half and therefore had a lunch box filled with Lego with me at all times. I remember using a stick to push a piece of Lego into the glistening black sludge until the plastic cube was completely submerged. As far as I know, it’s still there.
It’s hard to top catching the ferry to Taronga Zoo. Giraffes, sun bears, meerkats – what’s more Australian than that? But I do have mixed feelings about keeping wild animals in cages. In my view, they should be allowed to roam freely in Mosman.
Giraffes aren’t Australia’s best ambassadors, but Taronga Zoo does show off the city. Credit:
I’m usually a Nescafe Blend 43 type of guy so adjust your expectations accordingly, but on Saturday mornings we like to go to Store, a cafe facing Camperdown Park. I urge you to try the Moroccan scrambled eggs. The staff kindly bring your order out into the park, so you can take your time with a breakfast picnic under the shady trees.
We’re a city of secret parks. My favourite is a couple of streets away in Forest Lodge in one of those unregarded sandstone gullies where the ground is too rough to build on. This one is called Orphan School Creek playground. There’s a sandpit full of donated toys, a patch of grass and a winding path down to a creek. I call it the Dragon Forest because it looks like the sort of place they might live.
Yum cha at East Village in Zetland on the way home from a morning at Little Bay beach.
Petrichor, the scent that rises from dry ground just as raindrops start to fall.
I’ll go with Once in a Lifetime by Talking Heads, a song about not living your life on autopilot.
Asymmetric, low-intensity warfare with mosquitos.
A clifftop walk in the Royal National Park, down to Eagle Head Rock and back, ending with fish and chips at the Bundeena Community and Services Club.
I can, and frequently do, walk past world-class gelaterias to get a plain old soft serve choc top from the van at Jubilee Park in Glebe.
We need trains to all the main beaches. We’re a fragmented city, physically and socially, so let’s knit it together with better, simpler public transport. This would have the added bonus of annoying the NIMBYs. One thing we must retain is the native wildlife that still hops, shuffles and swoops around the city, so let’s keep our greenery and nurture more. Sydney belongs to the possums, pademelons and powerful owls as much as it does to us. I’ll make an exception for the mozzies.
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