The first time the F-18 flew over Melbourne my camera, pre-fitted with a zoom lens and a battery, was tucked at the bottom of Dylan's pram.
The second time the F-18 flew right over us I had the camera out and ready but for some reason it wouldn't focus. It was well after the fighter jet was long gone that I noticed this elusive switch on the lens was on "manual focus" instead of "auto focus"; must have switched itself when I last pushed the camera in the camera bag.
The third and final time the F-18 turned right over our heads I wasn't expecting it at all. The camera was nearby at the top of Dylan's pram but the plane was all gone by the time I took the lid off the lens.
Australia Day is not as it was before I was a parent.