Helen, many years ago - might have been early 2001, from memory - we had our caravan set up at a caravan park just out of Halls Gap. Each morning without fail a very large flock of sqwarking corellas would fly over at stupid dark early o'clock, at a time when all right-minded folk would be still in the arms of Morpheus.

Every time we hear a flock of corellas, it takes us back to those days......