It all started innocently enough, with a post-regatta Christmas celebration by the intrepid paddlers, sweeps, drummers, volunteers, supporters and friends. There were a few chips. Salsa was spotted, and a Mediterranean antipasto platter. Even some cute little sausages wrapped in pastry, and party pies. There was even a lovely platter of fruit.
The tunes were playing and a merry vibe all round.
The Komodo’s frolicked easily in a post-regatta haze, chatting and laughing about the great day’s racing.
But suddenly, the mood began to change. And there it is, we can see ground zero captured below…. A box of homemade brownies. We all know brownies are a gateway drug, and pretty soon out came a full homemade pavlova.
There’s a wise saying in the zoo-keeping business: Never, ever, give Komodos sugar.
At first the changes we’re subtle…
But then it was unmistakable. As more brownies and pavlova got consumed, the Komodo’s began to change…
No-one was immune. Coach Kim was spied wondering the crowd with a basket of lollies, and finally fully succumbed to “the change” herself.
Even Thea was left questioning her own sanity in the aftermath of a sugar-fuelled haze.
And so it was that although a brilliant regatta was had by all, the safety of the nation was put at risk through the innocent release of brownies and pavlova. Luckily Komodo’s are a resilient lot, and we do expect a full recovery.
Love your work Komodo!