My mum told me that I was chasing anything that moved in the garden before I could even walk. Early on that biological interest developed into a passion for reptiles. When I moved to WA and could no longer legally keep reptiles, I turned to growing plants and keeping aquaria. I have had at least one aquarium on the go pretty much continuously for the last 35 years plus and I spent 20 years in the Wildflower Society. When I lived up north, and before the kids arrived, I’d go snorkelling over the inshore coral mid-week after work, just as a fun way to exercise. Lots of different gobies and blennies, damsels, wrasses, anemone and butterfly fish, and the Moonwrasses would cruise around and check you out. There was one particular hole in the rock ledge at Pt. Quobba, 2m plus deep and about 3m wide, protected by an overhanging ledge and full of blue damsels and the like. A lion fish lived in this hole and on occasions I saw two of them there. It was awesome stuff. Yet the sight of a dragon or monitor in the sand dunes would always get my heart beating faster. If anything, I think aquarium keeping has helped me to maintain my passion for reptiles over the years.