Children of Arnhem's Kaleidoscope

It was hot. There was sudden stillness in the late afternoon air and the surface of the small waterhole shone with unnatural smoothness. Fresh pig tracks at water's edge suggested pigs just gone. Two bubbles popped to the surface near the edge of the pool; just decaying vegetation, said my mind. I should have smelt crocodile!

A story of a missionary family in remote aboriginal Australia.

What is it about the Northern Territory that fascinates? I have only to mention it’s name in c…