You can hear Tim talking to the ABC's Richard Fidler here. He blows my mind.
Grapegrowers and winemakers who wage constant warfare with grape-hungry and plain destructive vandal birds who rip things to bits for fun should all read this amazing work.
Just so's you know.
As I attempted to take a few snaps of Tim from this position, that Number 5 came down and said "You'll only be taking one photograph, won't you. I need to keep my aisles clear."
So of course I scarpered. I apologise for not getting a better shot. Click image to enlarge.
While Tim spoke with perfect erudition of the birds of Australia, dozens of them, of all sorts, cheeped and chattered and waged battle in the trees above our heads. Buy the book.
Later in the week Rodney Hall read from his magnificent novel Just Relations, winner of the Miles Franklin award: it was so good that you wished you had written it yourself. And there was Blanche d’Alpuget, the acute, level-headed biographer of Bob Hawke, the Prime Minister with a 78 per cent popularity rating, a Labour leader who misses no opportunity of beating up the Left. ‘His physical appeal is huge,’ Blanche d’Alpuget told me. ‘Men write to him to say they carry his photograph in their wallets and it gives them strength.’ What does that do to a man, I wondered, that adulation. When he arrives at rock concerts and walks through the crowd, people stand up as he passes. Bob, it’s Bob. G’day Bob, good on yer, Bob. It seemed alarming to me, this leader-worship. How far from good-old-Bob to ‘Duce! Duce!’?
... the above is an excerpt from 'Rushdie on Adelaide - Salman Rushdie has words with the world at Writers' Week'; Tatler, London, October 1984.