Remember those days when you could . . . go out? Come along with Aneurin (they/them) and Kermie (they/them) and meet some animal friends at Collingwood Children's Farm on Wurundjeri land, Melbourne, Australia. Special thanks to Fly the dog, pictured.

TRANSCRIPT

[A gate opens on the sounds of a valley filled with birdsong, farm animals, faint voices, and a hint of cityscape]

Aneurin & Kermie: Hi! [Laughter]

Aneurin: I'm Aneurin -

Kermie: And I'm Kermie -

Aneurin: And that's Fly the dog, being very quiet. [People shuffle by] Oh, good girl, Fly.

[Some sheep bleat. A pig snuffles up close, against a metal fence]

Kermie: Who's the pig?

Aneurin: Oh! The pig's name is Maybelle, according to the sign, on the paddock. [Maybelle huffs a few times]

Kermie: [whispering] Thank you, Maybelle.

Aneurin: And we are all at Collingwood Children's Farm. [Tapping on wooden fence. In the background a farmer calls, “Myrtle!”] And it's Queer Out Here.

[The farmer calls Myrtle again and whistles, a young child speaks in a similar rhythm to the farmer. The birdsong grows louder. Another bleat. A voice comes faintly over a walkie-talkie: “Hey Bridget, did you get the chance to have a look at…” Sound fades out and in.]

Kermie: I turned around and walked into a goat who was right behind me and was all snuggly. [Goat scratching sounds, interrupted by a lumpy, throaty sound] That was a goat swallow. [More goat scritching, fade out.]

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