
Muttonfish Magic
Muttonfish Magic
Aunty Ruth Simmons & Lucy Robertson
Jasmine Seymour
Magabala Books, 2026
32pp., hbk., RRP $A27.99
9781922864130
It is one of those days that in itself, is unremarkable, but which leaves an imprint on the mind that lingers decades later as childhood memories are revisited and warm, fuzzy feelings are evoked.
Mummy has loaded up the old cane pram with its wobbly wooden wheels with supplies and Ruth and her brothers set off on the long walk from their home in La Perouse to the cliffs and rock pools of Cruwee Cove on a mission to gather muttonfish. for their evening meal. It’s lunchtime by the time they get there and so Mummy shows them how to twist a fish hook and sinker onto a ropy line of fish intestines, and it’s not long before there is a speckled spiny muckendy flapping at their feet, ready to be the basis of a delicious soup.
But it is the muttonfish that are their prize, notoriously tricky to prise from the rocks of the rock pools while all the time watching for the razor-sharp teeth of the eels who also enjoy them. But with success, just enough muttonfish for the evening meal and a tummy full of the delicious soup, it’s time to make the long walk home again.

Born in 1941 on The Reserve in La Perouse, Aunty Ruth Simms is now a Bidjigal Elder working as an Aboriginal Education Officer and this is her story of her lived experience as a child at a time when being self-sufficient was a way of life. even if it did take a whole day just to gather the evening meal. For apart from gathering their food, there was much else to be learned about traditional foods, medicines, stories and practices as her mother shared her knowledge with her and her siblings – knowledge that she remains passionate about sharing with today’s children.
Like Going for Pippies, this became a trip back in time and nostalgia for me as I read and recalled a similar childhood – although I was at the very south of the South Island of New Zealand, the walk to the beach was just across the road, and the muttonfish (which Australians call abalone) were ‘paua’ to Kiwis.

Between them, Aunty Ruth, Lucy Robertson and Jasmine Seymour have created a book that not only celebrates a slower, simpler way of life but shows how sometimes the basic and necessary chores such as feeding the family can form critical connections between generations, and pass on “invisible” knowledge and understandings that just become part of who they are. Creating the magic of memories.
While the Geography strand of the Australian HASS Curriculum for the early years focuses specifically on that special connection that First Nations Australians have to Country, as with Going for Pippies, this book not only addresses that but also offers the chance for young readers to share their experiences of the particular things that their families do that have always been done, foods that are always eaten at special times, stories always told and so on. Unlike me, few will relate directly to Aunty Ruth’s stories – unless they are lucky enough to live where they too, can explore the rockpools at tide-turn – but they will have their own stories to relate, and perhaps one day share with their little ones.













