Wildlife Bulletin

First, the sad news that Lori, the lorikeet with no tail feathers taken in by Carl, has died. His adopted father found him on Saturday morning, still clinging to the side of the cage, upside down. He spent a lot of time like that. Carl reckons that as he was the runt of the nest, his Darwinian clock was ticking loudly and ominously. And then stopped.

More happily, John and I were surfing on Sunday and were treated to a swim-past by a pod of dolphins only a couple of metres away. They then put on a fine display of surfing (much better than us), also very near-by, and finally started shooting out of the back of the waves (we can’t do that at all), including a mother and calf. We felt very privileged.

Now to Western Australia, where a young female surfer was savaged by a sea-lion while being towed on her board by her father’s boat. She survived and there’s not much more to be said really, except that if you go in the ocean, these things will happen.