The Botanic Gardens were hoped to distract T. from the siren song of the didgeridoo buskers, but it was C. who was first captivated by the environmentally accessible approach.
She immediately put policy into practice.
The stroll was glorious. And to our relief two saxophonists were practicing under a tree and allowed T. to keep time for them with some sticks. Sadly they did not know "I've Been Working On The Railroad."
Sharp-eyed C. noticed that the fruit on the trees was actually large bats called flying foxes.