That's right folks: The parrots are out and they have tasted flesh.
The setting was Dandenong Ranges National Park, a BBQ fit for kings. We ate, drank and played with giant yellow smiley faced beach balls.
It was great to farewell some of the people we will miss dearly while trekking through wind hail and snow in mid-winter Europe.
But what of the flesh eating parrots? Well for decades tourists have been naively feeding these birds bread, chips and cake. Over time they have become accustomed to human interaction and fattened themselves on the generosity of thousands. It goes something like this:
"Ooh look! How sweet! A Rosella!"
Awww, it holds food with its claws!
And from there it is a slippery slope to cannibalism:

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