Today is Australia day … a day where all Aussies get to take the day off, get drunk and generally have a mere old time.
In other words, a normal day in ‘straya.
Of course, it’s supposed to celebrate the day the British fleet arrived and raised the flag of Great Britain – not England, Great Britain – way back in 1788.
Given how many Aussies want independence from the Commonwealth, I’d suggest the best strategy for the pro-Monarchists is to say, “if you have independence, you can’t have this day off”, though of course, they’d counter by saying they’d celebrate the day they were officially ‘out on their own’ instead.
Oh well.
I have fond memories of Australia Day … no one celebrates national days off like the Aussies – except maybe the Irish – so to all Australian’s out there [except my wife and my team members – yes, that’s you Paula], enjoy your day but remember Vegemite is still a shit version of Marmite, Tim Tams are a poor mans Penguin and your version of Humpty – from your version of Playschool – looks like a pedophile compared to the sophisticated and stylish version that appeared on UK TV screens.
Told you.
Seriously, what were the people at ABC TV thinking!?
If anything explains why you need to stay in the Commonwealth, it’s that.
Have fun … until tomorrow … when the monotony of reality hits you all over again.