Awaydays Blog Post 3: Burdlary

We were out for lunch with my father. We all ordered battered barramundi with salad and chips - as you can see.

Susan realised they hadn't delivered Dad's coffee, so she went off to check. She was gone a while, dad and I were deep in conversation, when (literally) out of the blue a kookaburra flew down, and was just about to strike at Susan's fish when I flapped it away.

Apparently about three people a day lose their lunch that way, but the restaurant just replaces it. We had a giggle about it with the ladies at the next table and later spied the bird with a delicious morsel, sitting on a branch near the restaurant.

No photos of the bird, as I considered saving Susan's lunch more important than reportage.