Mack the Knife – the good, the bad and the ugly.
Mack the Knife
“Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old Macheath, babe,
And he keeps it out of sight”
These words and their familiar melody bring memories of a very suave Bobby Darrin to mind, clicking his fingers and moving smoothly across the stage.
When I saw the song shared on a Facebook page, it triggered me to want to write a story about sharks, because at the time (and since, as it was then March 2014 in Perth), sharks were headline news. It made sense Read More
its wonderful forests and wildlife, and especially the threatened Black Cockatoos. So, we are moving our office from Mandurah to Busselton at the end of June, 2018.
Inspiration abounds there, between the ocean and the forests, and we know there are new stories just waiting to be written and shared. We will have wonderful new adventures with which we can whisk children away, in the blink of an eye.
Because when they stood like that, in the bush, they were very difficult to detect. It was a perfect hunting strategy in the South West, where grass trees were prolific, for spearing kangaroos.
