The kookaburra used to spend a lot of time in our street.
Well why wouldn't they when Margaret operated a fly in restaurant service.
But it is approaching a year since she moved into care and in that time the laugh has been subdued somewhat.
We hear them but they are further away than they used to be.
Not today.
On the polls outside our house there was at one, then two and then three.
They sat there as they used to and they laughed and laughed.
God I love those birds.
They are such beautiful birds, strong and majestic but happy and friendly... and that's just one.
When there's three that's a triple threat, actually that's a triple treat.
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