Planes roaring overhead, a band with a woman lead singer doing Jimmy Barnes covers, people dancing with kids and babies, everyone with their picnic rugs, and dogs galore. Bats flapping powerfully against the breeze. Then the fireworks. It's quite a small park, and only about 50 square metres were cordoned off for the pyrotechnicians. Chrysanthemums, crackles, wagon wheels and strobes were bursting right above our heads and were incredibly close. There was no music while they were going off, which was wonderful because for the first time since I was a kid I could really hear them. They crack and crackle, screech, fizz and bang. Some sound like massive sparklers, others like surf breaking. Silver streaks wheezed their way upwards before turning into delicate stars.
"This is our local park, he's never seen so many people at his local park!"
Andrew and Grant, and their beloved Lily.
Gyoza and Sergei
"He's called Gyoza because he has ears like Japanese dumplings"
Leonie, Sunnai and Booty from Newtown
Bridge Andrews with Oscar and Bosie
Max and Marie
Mary and Lily.
Lily is half Papillon, half Chihuahua; she belongs to Mary's granddaughter Amy.
Standing, from left to right: J-me, Josh & Jika. Sitting, from left to right: Alex & Jermaine.
They all go to Marrickville High.
Margo and Sam from Enmore.
Glen Moss of Petersham and Charles Guarroch of Penrith.
They work for Marrickville Council.
Denny Burgess from Newtown