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Sunday, October 30, 2005
All Things Oz 5
As seen through the window of holtieshouse
Australia is known for many things that define us as unique throughout
the world, some of these are;
Our laconic drawl typified by a greeting such as,
“G’day mate, ‘ow yer goin?’” we have a tendency to abbreviate words by dropping
off the first, (and sometimes a few more) letters, a good example of this is available
at this site, locate a post by Wombat Wol, there are a couple, they will give a good
sample of our lingo.
The great Australian salute.
This is the almost constant waving of a hand in front of the face to keep the vast
horde of flies from settling there, these fly’s are know as bush fly’s and as such are
found in the greatest numbers out of the cities.
The Australian mosquito.
Known as mozzies these critters are reputed to be able to carry off small children
and animals when they descend en-masse on their unsuspecting victim, they are
carriers of a debilitating disease called “Ross River Fever” makes one wonder
why Noah didn’t swat ‘em when there were only two of ‘em.
Australian place names.
While some of our towns and places show a very unimaginative trend, High Street,
Railway Hotel, Smithfield etc. others are so good they bare repeating, Kin Kin,
Woy Woy, Wagga Wagga etc. many were named in honour of our early aristocracy
and English heritage, Melbourne, Adelaide, Queensland, Princes Highway, Macquarie
Street etc. yet others are named after our early pioneers and explorers, Hume
Highway, Mt. Koscuisko, Parkes etc. and best of all some are derived from the
Aboriginal heritage, Toowoomba, Manjimup (the up at the end of many towns in
WA denotes “near water”) Oodnadaatta, (see poem)
The great Australian adjective.
This is a “bloody” beauty; we have a tendency to overuse this at times as shown
in the following poem, (not one of mine)
The bloody town’s a bloody cuss,
No bloody trams, no bloody bus.
And no-one cares for bloody us
Just bloody heat and bloody flies,
The bloody sweat runs in your eyes.
And if it rains, what a surprise
No bloody fun, no bloody games,
No bloody sport, no bloody dames.
Won’t even give their bloody names
No bloody clouds or bloody rain.
No bloody curbs no bloody drains.
The bloody council’s got no brains
The bloody goods are bloody dear’
A bloody buck for a bloody beer.
But is it good, no bloody fear
The bloody dances make you smile,
The bloody band is bloody vile,
They only cramp your bloody style
The best place is in bloody bed
With bloody ice upon your head,
You might as well be bloody dead
This was written about 1980 by my favourite author “anonymous.”