Saturday, 14 August 2010

The Many Faces of Melbourne

Yesterday evening we were walking along the path that leads along the Yarra from Melbourne's CBD to the suburb of South Yarra. Ahead of us in the darkness we saw a figure moving slowly towards us, training a rather small, weak torch beam across the water and the reeds that grow at its edge. As we drew closer, we saw that it was a policeman. 'What are you looking for,' we asked.

'A body,' came the gruff reply.

We laughed. After we'd passed him, I called back, 'You are joking?'

'Nup,' he said and continued on his way.


  1. They're always in the last place you look.

  2. What I wonder is whether it's just part of the ordinary daily routine - 'Right, 6.15, pop down the river bank and check for bodies.'