Wanderings, meanderings, traipses, twists and turns, the aimless and nomadic, the errant and fancy-free, the migratory, moving and rootless ramblings of a perambulatory, peripatetic and very wayward duck, far too big for her own pond.
Kookaburra doesnt sit in the gumtree, as it turns out. The song of my childhood got it wrong!
(This, by the way, is just one of those things you see while running a leisurely 10 on a Sunday night in Melbourne)