I think it was the sight of parrots that was the most exciting thing for us when we came to Australia, and after 30 years, I still can't quite get over the fact that they're around! One of our favourites is the yellow-tailed black cockatoo. They're big birds, with a mournful cry, and they flap their wings so slowly in flight that you expect them to fall out of the sky at any moment. We used to see them regularly when we lived furthe South, but unfortunately, they don't seem to favour our new neighbourhood!