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February 25, 2011

On Living in Woorim

I live on the ocean-side suburb of Woorim on Bribie Island.  Between the house and the beach, there is a road, and then a good sized park full of banksias, ironbarks, wattles and Moreton Bay Ash trees, among many others.

This is the view.

Looking left

Looking right

In 1995, when I first moved to Bribie, you could walk through the park, across a tiny bridge under which flowed a small creek, then up over a large dune and down onto the beach.  As the years have passed, the Caboolture Shire Council, now the Moreton Bay Council, took the view that Woorim’s natural beauty was not attracting enough tourism, and they have been fiddling with the suburb ever since, largely to its detriment.  We now have severely tidy and landscaped parks, two playgrounds and much more litter.  Due to sand dredging at the main swimming beach, our creek and the bridge have been swept away by severe erosion of the dunes which had been previously stood for decades.

Over the past few months, council workers, armed with chainsaws and giant mulching machinery, have visited at regular intervals to tidy up and/or remove trees from our park.  I’m not a very pro-active person, but when they turned up yesterday morning and three more trees disappeared, anger overcame inertia and I fired off a short, sharp riposte to our local councillor, Gary Parsons.



Dear Gary,

Up until now, I have tried to be philosophical about the council vandalism which is being imposed on our previously peaceful and relatively wildlife friendly suburb.  I’ve watched numerous native trees being removed and mulched (another 3 have gone today from right in front of my house),   the sand dredging debacle which has caused the dreadful erosion and loss of dunes and the so called ‘management’ of the remaining dunes which seems to involve ever more de-vegetation.

Meanwhile, the creek which used to run between the dunes, a haven for native frogs and fish, has been washed away.  The precious few metres remaining continue to be ignored and degraded by weeds and litter.  It seems that if it can’t be fixed by a chainsaw, Council can’t fix it.

Over the past few years, in the small area where I walk daily and do your job for you by picking up endless rubbish, we have lost frogs, fish, pardalotes and wrens from the beachfront, because their habitats have been destroyed.  Instead there is  a sort of Disney landscaping which is very neat, tidy and won’t unsettle the tourists.  It’s looking more and more as though Council is more concerned with the interests of tourism rather than the rate payers and others who actually live here.

It gives me no pleasure to write letters of complaint, but Council’s actions are increasingly forcing many of us to the conclusion that you have lost interest in we locals, and in the environment we love.  If we wanted ricketty tinky cutesiness and mindless glossy tack, we would have moved to Noosa or the Gold Coast.  I love Bribie Island, and Woorim in particular.  Please don’t turn it into a soulless lifeless theme park.


A little over the top perhaps?  Maybe, but I really feel strongly about this.  I have yet to receive a reply and don’t really expect one, not being very important as far the the Council is concerned,  but it certainly felt good to let off some steam.






  1. Brilliantly stated Ms Lindy. Keep it up and I hope it does get a response in both word and action

    Comment by Cath — February 25, 2011 @ 10:05 pm | Reply

  2. You are my hero. Brilliant. I doubt that it will get a reply (councils being the ignorant organisations that they are) but they definitely deserve that kick in the pants.

    If you wouldn’t mind just being my sidekick and hanging around me at all times, for the purposes of drafting witty and eloquent verbal responses on command to the many idiots who plague my life at present, I would appreciate it. I can pay you in brownies and other miscellaneous bakeables.

    Comment by kelleeg — February 26, 2011 @ 4:23 am | Reply

  3. Household eloquence? The market is cornered

    Comment by fontmaster — March 4, 2011 @ 7:17 am | Reply

  4. mind you, you seem to have scared young G Parsons into extreme taciturnity…

    Comment by fontmaster — March 15, 2011 @ 1:32 pm | Reply

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