I am prone to getting a little side tracked. I say I'm going to duck down to the shops. Hours later I come home without the bread and milk I headed out for. So today, I walked down to South Bank. I should have been away 90 minutes. Half an hour to walk down, half an hour at the ABC studio and half an hour home. I should have been walking through the front gate at 3pm. It was 6pm. I accidentally found myself in the botanic gardens where the fowl were ducking and diving. I found them extremely amusing for reasons I can't possibly explain, probably all the splashing about without any clear reason. It seemed like a good idea at the time which is reason enough.