Passenger

Today’s long walk was around Hunters Hill, formerly a French enclave with grand sandstone villas and workers’ cottages, a wild foreshore reserve (saved from developers by Sydney’s first “Green Ban” in 1971), the dock, Woolwich baths (extra) where swimmers are warned to shuffle their feet because of stingrays, and parks named Goat Paddock and Horse Paddock.

There were no horses, so in memory of admirer I’ve gone for this unusual front-seat passenger.

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