Alright, so maybe this post isn’t in the best of taste, but every time I drive past a dead cocky – be it one sad corpse, or an entire shattered posse – my mind shouts out the phrase “cocky carnage!” and I think that one day I’ll get a photo of this sight familiar to Australia travellers. Usually it starts out looking like someone had a pillow fight on the road, then you notice things that look a bit like white plastic bags scattered on the ground – only, of course, they’re dead birds.
This poor chap had its wing ripped clean off and deposited on the middle of the road.
Next time, I’ll endeavour to get you a photo of more than one dead bird, for the sake of Tarantinoesque OTT carnage, reminiscent of The Bride and The Crazy 88 in Kill Bill Vol. 1.
Driving back from Cohuna, we passed through the town of Charlton; when I caught sight of the gorgeous old Art Deco picture theatre, I simply had to stop to take a photo – especially when such a retro movie title was being advertised!