Evenings on these Summer nights are chorused with cricket song(if you can call it that), and the squawking of Little Corellas. Our back fence is bordered with gums, and these birds come to roost at night, being their most noisiest around sunset. They are around during the day chattering about, but no where near as loud.
They are hated by most people. I don't mind them, but, and I'm surprised, they haven't crapped all over the washing yet! Maybe they like me too.
Also known as 'Blood stained Cockatoo' for the pink markings