Tuesday 19^th June

Last night I was telling Eva (4) about my not-so-close encounter with a dugong when we were anchored in a bay at Magnetic Island.  Pete, who until then didn’t believe in dugongs, saw it, as did Michael.  Great whoops of joy!  They called me to come and see but…I didn’t even see a tiny swish of a tail.

When Katy came home from Melbourne, Eva was very keen to tell her about my dugong experience:

“Pete saw a dugong, and he called out, Marguerite!  Come here quickly, you will see a dugong!  But when she got there, it had flown away into the sky.”

I obviously missed out a vital part of my description - the aquatic nature of the dugong!