It's hard to blog on the road and when one is racing around like a maniac trying to fit in visits with all one's relatives and friends – so apologies to my virtual friends for not being a very good neighbour at the moment.
The morning after the wedding, and 4 hours sleep, we hit the road to Coonabarabran and the Anglo-Australian Telescope because the manservant was going to play astro-dweeb at Siding Spring Observatory.
I was standing on a tree stump taking photos of the lodge room we were staying in with the telescope in the background – this was our little room - that's my coffee cup on the ground:
when I heard a sort of rustling sound and then a series of weird grunts. I turned to see a large kangaroo very close to me.
It was intently staring at me with almost evil looking eyes. It did not budge as I lifted the camera to take a shot. It was starting to freak me out. I sneaked a look towards our room and wondered if I could outrun it …. ha ha ha.
I thought about calling for the manservant but then realised that my image as a tough Aussie farm girl would be seriously tarnished if I had to call an American for help with one of our native creatures.
I slowly backed off the stump and skulked backwards to the room never taking my eye off it - and it never took its eye off me.
That night, sleeping in that room alone, I'm sure I could hear it using those little hands to tap on the window.