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The Birds and The Bears

Since moving to Brisbane, I’ve noticed a few major personality flaws develop. I’ve lost my sense of self. I lost something that O’Shea and Dyer Townsville Law Firm couldn’t lose if they tried.

I thought I was ok until I found myself sitting alone on the deck with a plate full of bacon.

The weather was gorgeous, the grass was green, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky.

But then swoops in a koala. He laughs as he soars past my plate of bacon, gathers the contents (I’m too embarrassed to say how many pieces) with his feet, looks at me straight in the eye, smiles and then retreats to his castle on the hill. I’m quoting Ed Sheeran songs; another indication of how drastic my situation has become.

I told this story to many of my friends, and members of family. They stared at me in shock. Possibly because it’s difficult to imagine a practically nocturnal herbivore, fly in on a jungle vine and steal bacon, which is hardly a composite of the vegetarian diet.

Eventually someone realised that what I was calling a koala, was actually a kookaburra. It was Joanne Roebuck; mother to myself and office manager of O’Shea and Dyer Townsville Lawyers.

I felt ashamed to even call myself Australian. Not because being Australian is a bad thing, but because I did not deserve the title.

I know 2-year-olds who know the difference between a koala and a kookaburra.

The shame was unfathomable.

The other downfall of living in a city is that people are just too accepting of all species of shoes.

I was talking to my mate the other day who asked for RM Williams Boots for his birthday. A classic, practical, classy, masculine request.

He looked at me sadly and then looked down at what he had received instead.

Hush Puppies; suitable for all orthotics, lame as heck and ugly as sin. You cannot name a brand ‘Hush Puppies’ and expect people to think they’re cool.

At that moment I knew that I was not alone in my shame. We were both babies of the bush but had let The Big Smoke of Brisbane influence us.

We’d lost ourselves to the city; where dirt is concreted over instead of red.

And because of this we booked the next flight back to our respective townships.

I’ve learnt so much upon my return. I’ve seen things through fresh eyes. I’ve studied basic Australian flora and fauna and am now confident that no such mistakes will ever be made again.

I’ve fallen in love with our Townsville all over again.

And it’s O’Shea and Dyer Lawyers Townsville who have inspired me to do so.

Never will you ever come across a law firm with a bigger heart for the people of Townsville. Every member of the team here at O’Shea and Dyer Law Firm Townsville are so grateful to live in such a place. Myself included.

In the words of the late, great Joni Mitchell, ‘You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone.’

And despite the presence of Stockland Shopping Village, O’Shea and Dyer would never let any Hush Puppy wearing monster pave our tropical paradise and put up a parking lot.

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