Curiously, after Scott Morrison said he was praying for Australia, I kept seeing religious people out on the streets.

Catholics, ultra-Orthodox Jews and Muslims all seemed to move around with a jaunty spring in their step, as if everything was finally a-OK. Had Scotty’s prayers done the trick?

By the end of the week, however, order had been restored: a cranky monk didn’t return my smile as he pushed past me in a blur, and a couple of yoga faithful started to get snippy with each other.