Kookaburras making love! Is what I saw both times I attended a wedding at this virgin pure venue. Tucked down in a pocket of secluded bush between Bradley's Head and Taronga Zoo, this is a find indeed, a vintage gem of a place where the wedding is held out on a gently sloping grass lawn flanked by paternal gumtrees and the Harbour Bridge lit up by the sunset across the water in the background. Athol Hall used to be a dance hall. Back in the '50s sensible partygoers (they were the only kind that existed back then) would jump in a boat and be ferried across to the Hall, where the women would expose their ankles and the men would swoon and they'd all do a sock hop or a jive or something until the wee hours and then the boat would take them away again. I imagine it wouldn't come cheap, but can you really put a price on taking your vows while benevolent kookaburras make glorious coitus in the boughs above? read more