Sunday, 11 July 2010
As I was staring at the former cabin block, a lady walked up to me wheeling a barrow-load of firewood. In the distance, it seemed a kangaroo was following her. We started chatting and I learned her name was Val - and the kangaroo was one of "hers" that she fed each night!
We met this group on a different evening, en route to the park where Val puts out food for them.