SONG TO A SEAGULL

Dear Alice, Tasmanian holiday – Part two On Wednesday Julia and Mike visited us on Bruny Island just for the day. Prior to their arrival however I’d awoken the boys at 6am to go fishing. It was just glorious; mildy warm, sunny and calm but most importantly, the fish were biting! Actually so were the seagulls, as Elliott was about to find out. A lone bird circled above us as Elliott skillfully cast in his...