Some Sundays start softly, with stories that linger long after the radio is off. A caller in the studio explaining how a single layer of carbon — graphene — might help roads last longer than the people who drive them. A woman from Albany speaking quietly about scattering her father’s ashes along the Rabbit-Proof Fence, fulfilling a promise to a man who had worked that lonely line as a teenager. And a father in Wangaratta saying he’s grateful Australia is finally giving kids a chance to grow up without the weight of social media on their backs. By the time the morning found its rhythm, you could feel how these scattered voices — thoughtful, tender, practical, hopeful — were all part of the same gentle Sunday mood.

Pete Flying Over Lake Eyre

Pete called from the cockpit, still carrying the exhilaration of another flight over Lake Eyre. He has watched the lake shift week by week, and this season has been unlike any he’s seen. “The colours are just incredible,” he said — deep red in Madigan Gulf where Cooper Creek’s fresh water mixed with salt, a green streak in Jackboot Bay, and the surreal blue-green layer in Belt Bay, framed with bright white salt crust. Earlier in the year it was 70 to 75 percent full. Now it’s maybe half, yet still astonishing.

Cool weather lingered longer than usual. “Only had mid-40s once this year,” he said. And with a November cyclone forming near Darwin — the first in fifty years — he laughed gently, “We don’t do averages in Australia. Just droughts, flooding rains and the odd bushfire.”

Ed Watching Dawn at Carrickalinga

Ed was looking out over Carrickalinga Bay from a lonely phone box on the Fleurieu Peninsula. “Just wonderful to be alive,” he said, describing the soft orange light behind him. Yesterday brought one of those perfect farmer’s rains — “just drizzled all day” — and it lifted the whole region after a dry stretch.

He spent the afternoon in the shed with the cricket on and the rain pattering on the roof. “I’m retired,” he said, “but I’m busier now than when I was working.” There was a cosy contentment in the way he said it.

Cheryl and the Life Saved at 38,000 Feet

Cheryl wrote in with a story that married skill, timing and a touch of fate. A decade ago, she was a Qantas hostie on a Brisbane–Los Angeles flight when a woman collapsed just before breakfast service. Cheryl had refreshed her CPR not long before. The trainer’s words stuck with her: “Don’t worry about breaking ribs — just save a life.”

“I had carpet burns on my knees to prove it,” she said. The woman had only a one-percent chance of survival. It turned out to be a pulmonary embolism followed by cardiac arrest. She lived, and they’ve remained in touch. On 13 March 2026, that woman will turn 100. “Do that CPR training,” Cheryl urged. “It matters.”

Margaret and the Chilean Sheep-Eating Plant

Margaret from Armstrong near Great Western has been tending three unusual South American plants for twenty years. One of them — a two-metre-high Chilean sheep-eating plant — finally flowered. “We called it the alien,” she said. Its spear shot straight up like a giant asparagus, its long leaves lined with rows of backward-facing spines.

She later learned why shepherds in Chile fear it: sheep can become trapped, die, and nourish the plant. “We’ve got orphan lambs,” she said, half laughing, half worried. “This may not end well.” Macca told her not to let it go to seed. She promised, “Don’t panic, Ian. I’ll be very sensible.”

Val Singing at the Enmore Theatre

Val from Woonona had a voice that carried its own music. She’s nearly 90 and had just sung at the Enmore Theatre with Astrid Jorgensen’s Pub Choir — “two thousand one hundred people!” She has sung all her life, following her mother and sister into choirs.

Astrid organised the crowd into three parts, and while Val is a soprano, she stayed in the mezzo section because “there were too many people to climb over.” She still sings with the U3A choir and had attended a moving concert earlier in the week with the Sydney Male Choir and the Arcadians Lamplighters. One of the Lamplighters was 93. “It brings tears to your eyes,” she said.

Colin and Lily Driving the Monaro

Colin was driving his 1969 HT Monaro to a car show in Geelong with his daughter Lily beside him. The old Holden burbled beneath them as they talked about its rising value. “Eighty to one-fifty, even unrestored,” he said.

“It’s stylish,” he added. “Not comfortable — but stylish.”

He joked about passing Teslas — “They look like wheelie bins.” Lily will inherit the Monaro one day, and you could hear how much that meant to him.

Debbie and the Illegal Tobacco Crisis

Debbie Smith, an independent grocer, called with a sobering report. Tobacco sales in mainstream supermarkets have crashed from around ten percent to as low as two. For independents, the collapse has been catastrophic — some stores dropping from $20,000 a week to $1,700 as illegal tobacco floods the market.

She described criminal syndicates, vanishing tax revenue, menthol cigarettes arriving by the container load, and enforcement tied up in health regulations that require multiple agencies to act together. “We’ve lost billions that should be funding hospitals,” she said. “And smoking rates are going up, not down.”

Chris Weighing Caravans Across NSW

Chris had just finished weighing 37 caravans in Wentworth and Balranald with Transport NSW. “The heaviest was four-hundred-and-fifty kilos overweight,” he said.

People pack caravans like houses — washing machines, extra gear, the comforts of home. “If you want all the comforts of home,” he said, “maybe stay home.”

He’ll be in Mudgee next for another round of free checks. His main message was simple: “Take your time. You’re on holiday. The trucks are working.”

Matthew on Graphene and the Roads of the Future

Sitting in the studio, tech commentator Matthew Dickerson explained graphene — a single layer of carbon atoms arranged like a honeycomb, discovered experimentally in 2004 with sticky tape and graphite. “Two hundred times stronger than steel,” he said.

Mixed into bitumen, it strengthens the binder so roads last longer — two and a half times longer in some trials. “The rocks become the weak part,” he said. They talked AI, potholes, overloaded roads, and the impossible task of maintaining 877,000 kilometres of Australian road with a growing population.

Jim Marking Lambs in Ballarat

Jim rang from Ballarat with the sound of sheep filling the background. They were marking lambs — vaccinating, tagging, checking the season’s survivors — but sixteen wedge-tailed eagles had descended on the lambing paddock.

“They know we’re the last to lamb in the district,” he said. He admired the birds, but the losses hurt. Ravens, crows, foxes, eagles — no easy answers. One by one, the eagles perched on stumps waiting for movement. “Magnificent things,” he said. “Just too many for us this year.”

Betty and the Pianola That Sings Again

Betty from Nunderi sounded delighted. Her 100-year-old pianola had just been restored by her tuner, Jed, who gave it a test run. “He peddled it and sang ‘Some Enchanted Evening’,” she said.

She has a new turntable, vinyl records, cassettes — “everything old is wonderful.” The pianola came from Newcastle forty years ago and still brings joy to visiting children. “Their eyes pop out,” she said. “They can’t believe it plays itself.”

Flynn and Mum After Cyclone Megan

Young Flynn joined the call from the Tiwi Islands after his first cyclone. “Lots of wind and rain,” he said. School was closed and being used as a shelter for people with weaker homes. His mum, Heidi, said the tide surge hit at the same time as the storm passed.
Despite the chaos, Flynn had been fishing for barra, camping and settling into island life. He spoke with the calm resilience kids often have after wild weather.

Yvette, Her Dad, and the Purple Fairlane

Yvette from Jindabyne had lost her father the week before. He was a truckie and listened to Macca every Sunday. “In the purple Fairlane with the white leather seats,” she said. He’d drive with the windows down, no air-con, letting the wind do the cooling.

She used to pick up the CB and sing to the passing truckies. “Your voice was home to him,” she told Macca. She has passed that ritual to her own boys. She also shared pride in her niece, Josie Bath, who is heading to the 2026 Winter Olympics for snowboard cross. “We’ll be there in our pink helmets,” she said.

Lee on Kids, Screens and Real Friendships

Lee from Wangaratta, a father and educator, saw hope in the new laws restricting social media for under-16s. “It’s a chance for real connection,” he said — kids knocking on doors again, talking face-to-face, learning to navigate friendships without the constant pressure of private messaging.

“Technology just went too far,” he said. “This brings balance.” Matthew agreed — saying the change might be one of the best gifts a country can give its young people.

Suzanne at the Rabbit-Proof Fence

Suzanne from Albany, a bird photographer, had been visiting a remote property north of town when she stopped near the Rabbit-Proof Fence. On a gate she found a damp plastic bag tied carefully to the metal. Inside was a handwritten letter — three pages — asking the station owners’ permission to return.

The writer’s father had worked on that stretch of fence at 15 years old. Before he died, he asked that his ashes be scattered there. When the family returned, they placed a small cross on a rise overlooking the fenceline. “It was very moving,” she said quietly — a simple act in a quiet place that carried decades of meaning.

By the time the morning wound down, the callers had woven a picture of the country that felt both familiar and surprising — pilots tracing colour over the desert, singers raising old rooms to life, farmers watching the sky, parents guiding kids into gentler futures, and families honouring memories in far-off corners of the land. It was the kind of Sunday where ordinary people, just by doing what they do, made the whole morning feel quietly extraordinary.

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Some Sundays start with a smile you didn’t expect. A man from Sydney cheerfully admitting he rang Santa twice last year — just to make sure the number still worked. A 68-year-old who pushed himself through storms and thin air to reach Everest Base Camp, sounding almost surprised at his own courage. And a woman from Victor Harbour who helps feed thousands every month, offering warmth and strawberries in equal measure. Before the morning settled into its rhythm, you could already feel how these voices — hopeful, generous, quietly proud — were shaping the kind of Sunday that stays with you.

Katerina and the Sugar Gliders

Katerina from Shellharbour had just come out of the bush after a 4.30am start. She’d been checking Elliott traps in the Illawarra lowland grassy woodlands, baited with rolled oats, peanut butter and honey. “We have to become nocturnal too,” she said, because every glider must be processed and released before sunrise.

Her team takes tiny ear clippings for genetics, brushes pollen from soft fur to track feeding trees, and studies how habitat fragmentation shapes their movements. “They’re still common,” she said, “but the more broken the landscape, the worse it is for them.” You could almost hear the early-morning damp still clinging to her boots.

Jo and the Storm Near the Sunshine Coast Airport

Jo woke to a yard soaked by a night of “driving rain.” She tipped 80 millimetres from her gauge, one she’s been checking since her farming days. Nearby suburbs had burnt meter boxes and outages from the electrical storm.

Her voice had the calm of someone used to standing outside at first light, tapping the gauge and taking note of what the night decided.

Greg Waiting Out the Weather in Port Victoria

Greg from Port Victoria sounded like a man who has spent a lot of time looking upward lately. Lentils were ready, wheat still a few weeks off, and showers kept interfering. “We won’t be today,” he said.

But his mood lifted when he described Port Victoria’s upcoming 150th celebration in March 2026. Two tall ships — the One and All and the Søren Larsen — will visit for cruises and heritage displays. He spoke with easy hometown pride, as if the whole town was standing a little taller already.

Bill and the European Wasps

Bill from Blackburn remembered watching European wasps sting empregum caterpillars when he was a boy. “Haven’t seen them since the 1960s,” he said.

He told the story of tackling a nest with a torch wrapped in red cellophane so the wasps couldn’t see the light. “Buzzing for a while… and then silence.” A neat little snapshot of backyard problem-solving.

Mario and the Santa Line

Mario called with the joyful energy of someone who genuinely loves Christmas. “Hash 464646,” he said immediately — the number kids can dial from any public phone box to call Santa.

He confessed, laughing, “I rang twice last year myself.” The first time was to check it still worked. The second time, he said, was “just for fun.” He described the surprise of hearing Santa’s voice burst through the receiver in a phone booth on a Sydney street, catching him off guard like he was eight years old again.

Mario also spoke about Sydney’s Gadigal Station being named the world’s best-designed station by a French architectural institute. “They said it was something out of this world,” he said with pride, as if the win belonged to everyone who has ever changed trains there.
The whole call brimmed with warm enthusiasm — the kind of moment only radio can catch.

Ian at the Eye Doctors Conference

Ian was in Melbourne for an eye specialists conference and planned to head to Torquay afterward. “Dip my toes in at Bells Beach,” he said, ready for the cold.

He spoke about macular degeneration — “family history, ageing, smoking,” he said — still the main risk factors. His voice had that steady clarity that comes from years in a caring profession.

Karen Feeding Thousands in Victor Harbour

Karen from Victor Harbour spoke with gentle firmness about the Three Angels Messages Ministry. “Between four and five thousand people a month,” she said — a number she repeated softly. Students, families, older residents, travellers, people without homes. “We’ve got everyone.”

Everything is free and self-funded. They’re planning to offer hot meals next year. And in the meantime? “We’ve got strawberries in abundance,” she said — vibrant, sweet, locally grown fruit in a time when many need the simple reminder that good things still exist.

Kelvin Sailing Near 1770

Kelvin and his wife were ten kilometres off the coast near 1770 on their 42-foot yacht, sailing south toward Bundaberg with 15 knots behind them.

They’d left Lake Macquarie in winter, explored Cairns, and were cruising home, spotting dolphins, turtles and dugongs gliding alongside. “We absolutely love it,” he said — a man content in the rhythm of sea and wind.

Phil and the 1,200 CPR Students

Phil from Mildura said they had just trained their 1200th CPR student. “Most of them older primary school kids,” he said proudly. Lions Club volunteers had raised the funds through weekend sausage sizzles, and other towns were beginning to adopt the model.

Wally and the Sheepdog That Reappeared in Caloundra

Wally from Borowa told a story with the shape of folklore. A friend’s English sheepdog disappeared and was eventually found months later in Caloundra. “Wouldn’t say anything,” he joked. “Kept it all to himself.”

He also talked about a tough cropping year, hay being a safer bet than grain, and wool needing “another twenty or thirty percent.” His call rambled in that lovely way rural conversations often do.

Grace and Shane at Everest Base Camp

Grace and her husband Shane had just returned from Everest Base Camp, and the altitude was still in her voice. “Five thousand three hundred and sixteen metres,” she said slowly, as if still convincing herself.

They trekked for ten days through wind, rain, storms and the kind of cold that makes your breath feel sharp. “Minus twenty-two degrees,” she said. She described the long switchbacks, the tea houses, the thin air that forced them to take ten steps and rest, ten steps and rest again.

Shane, 68 years old, joined in quietly: “If I can do it, anyone can put it on their list.” He talked about turning a corner one morning and seeing the line of prayer flags fluttering — Base Camp finally in sight. You could hear the wonder in both their voices.

Nathan Searching for Arnie

Nathan’s voice carried a different kind of weight. His German Shepherd, Arnie, was in the back of his Toyota Hilux when the ute was stolen in Wynnum. “I don’t care about the ute,” he said. “I just want my dog back.”

He described the vehicle in detail and said he’d chased countless leads. “I’ve found everyone else’s German Shepherd — except mine.” His hope hadn’t dimmed.

Mick and the Illawarra Convoy

Mick from Wollongong spoke about the Illawarra Convoy rolling down Bulli Pass — trucks polished, rumbling, raising money, with people lining bridges and roadsides to wave them through. “Great turnout,” he said. You could picture it clearly.

Alan Walking From Ballarat to Canberra

Alan was fifty kilometres from Canberra after walking all the way from Ballarat for men’s mental health. “Four pairs of shoes,” he said. He’ll lay a pair for his dad among the 2,500 representing the men and boys lost to suicide last year.

Eldert and the Jacarandas in Adelaide

Eldert from Adelaide talked about jacarandas “going off in a purple haze.” Sometimes there’s even a second bloom in April. He laughed about his unusual name — his daughter keeps finding Eldert Street signs in New York.

Justin Watching Planes at Heathrow

Justin was outside Terminal 4 at Heathrow, “250 metres from the third runway.” Planes roared overhead as he spoke. He’d spent 16 days showing his son around Devon and Cornwall. “Blew his mind,” he said. Storm Claudia had passed through, knocking down a tree in his daughter’s yard, but he sounded energised.

Richard High in Papua New Guinea

Richard called from a goldmine in Papua New Guinea, 2,800 metres above sea level. “One of the best jobs I’ve ever had,” he said. He loves the people, the mountains, and the rugby league culture. “Broncos and Cowboys fans everywhere.”

Gaz Closing Up in Broken Hill

Gaz from Broken Hill had closed his tobacconist after seven years. “Lost seventy-five percent of revenue,” he said, as illegal tobacco surged. He wasn’t angry — just tired and sad about what it meant for the town.

Some Sundays wander from storms to sugar gliders, from Base Camp triumphs to strawberry generosity, from sailing breezes to the simple joy of calling Santa from a phone box. And woven through all of it are the voices of ordinary people, steady and honest, quietly doing the things that make a Sunday feel just a little extraordinary.

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Disclaimer: ‘Australia All Over’ is a program produced and broadcast by the ABC Local Radio Network and hosted by Ian McNamara. Brisbane Suburbs Online News has no affiliation with Ian McNamara, the ABC, or the ‘Australia All Over’ program. This weekly review is an independent summary based on publicly available episodes. All original content and recordings remain the property of the ABC. Our summaries are written in our own words and are intended for commentary and review purposes only. Readers can listen to the full episodes via the official ABC platforms.