The Prime Minister chose to stand on a nature strip to make his pitch to the media.
That meant reporters and photographers and camera operators had to swarm back… and on to the adjoining lawn.
And so came the anguished cry of the householder.
“Hey guys, I’ve just re-seeded that,” he remonstrated, pointing at his lawn.
An abashed Prime Minister backed away, imploring the throng to shuffle with him.
“Sure,” he said with a nervous little wave to the angered gentleman.
“Let’s just move back from there. Please, off the thing,” Morrison urgently urged the media gathering.
“All good. It’s all good!” he called to the lawn-proud householder, who stamped off inside his house.
It wasn’t such a grand day for the Treasurer, Josh Frydenberg, either.
He’d neglected to remember outdoor events in the frozen latitudes around Canberra and Queanbeyan require suitable clothing.
He’d worn only a light suit, and as he stood in the street in minus 3 degrees, shivering and rubbing his chilled hands, his discomfort was clear.
An adviser offered his coat.
Which meant, when Frydenberg had shrugged it on, the Treasurer of Australia literally had his hands in someone else’s pockets.
Tony Wright is the associate editor and special writer for The Age and The Sydney Morning Herald.