Like most mothers, Meg knew that her quickest path to peace, quiet, and a little alone time was food. Not for her, but for her incessantly noisy young dependant. I mean, she loved Marjorie, as most mothers do, but shouldn’t help but think that perhaps she could have lived a little for herself, first.

Artist notes: Quite often, especially around October and November in Australia, the magpie families fill the local area. You can tell them a mile away because you can hear the incessant cheeping of the little ones interrupted by a gobble gobble gobble as mum crams a word or insect down their throat.