Visions Of Dust

The superb parrot has gone.

Interesting take on the bell frogs, says Katherine.

Up themselves, says Gaius. Who would have thought?

I suppose they have been given special treatment, says Margaret.

I'm sure parrots exaggerate sometimes, says Minnie.

What's exaggerate? asks Terence.

Making something sound worse than it is, says Margaret.

Or better, says Katherine.

Parrots don't do that, says Terence.

Not your parrots, says Gaius. They have, in the main, been reliable.

Like Arthur, says Katherine.

Yes like Arthur, says Gaius.

Who's Arthur? asks Prawny.

A guy we know, says Terence. He gets things.

He does obtain things, says Gaius. Things I've forgotten.

But he's not with us at present, says Katherine. 

Maybe Prawny can get things, says Terence.

Prawny wonders what things.

They would need to be small things.

What are everyone's plans for this afternoon? asks Minnie.

I should like to visit Mawson Ponds, says Gaius. Can you give me an idea of the distance?

Not far at all, says Minnie. Mawson is right next to Chifley.

Within walking distance? asks Gaius.

Yes, says Minnie. Or you could borrow my bike.

Have you got two bikes? asks Margaret. Because I'll be going with him.

Curses. Gaius hopes there is only one bike. 

But then Margaret would probably have it, and be first to arrive at the Ponds.

Yes, says Minnie. Two bikes.

So that's that, then.

What about you Katherine? asks Minnie. 

I thought I'd do some sight-seeing, says Katherine. It's ages since I was last here.

I'll come with you, says Minnie. We'll go to the War Memorial first.

The War Memorial!

Katherine has visions of khaki, artillery, and dust.