For Friday & today
Happy ads for you too.
mollwollfumble said:
Happy ads for you too.
“ads” ?
advance australia fair ?
Australians all let us rejoice,
For we are young and free;
We’ve golden soil and wealth for toil;
Our home is girt by sea;
Our land abounds in nature’s gifts
Of beauty rich and rare;
In history’s page, let every stage
Advance Australia Fair.
In joyful strains then let us sing,
Advance Australia Fair.
Beneath our radiant Southern Cross
We’ll toil with hearts and hands;
To make this Commonwealth of ours
Renowned of all the lands;
For those who’ve come across the seas
We’ve boundless plains to share;
With courage let us all combine
To Advance Australia Fair.
In joyful strains then let us sing,
Advance Australia Fair.
> “ads” ?
Australia Days
Zeppelin said:
For Friday & today
What was Friday? Australia Day (or Invasion Day, or whatever you want to call it) is 26 Jan, which was Saturday.
btm said:
Zeppelin said:
For Friday & today
What was Friday? Australia Day (or Invasion Day, or whatever you want to call it) is 26 Jan, which was Saturday.
Good catch.
mollwollfumble said:
> “ads” ?Australia Days
Ah, ok, cool
btm said:
Zeppelin said:
For Friday & today
What was Friday? Australia Day (or Invasion Day, or whatever you want to call it) is 26 Jan, which was Saturday.
Oh yeh, Saturday, thanks.
Zeppelin said:
Ogmog said:
Zeppelin said:
For Friday & today
Beaudy mate
When Judith sings, ‘I’m the hot wind from the desert, I’m the black soil of the plains, I’m the mountains and the valleys, I’m the the drought and flooding rains. I am the rock, I am the sky, the rivers when they run, the spirit of this great land, I am Australian’ – the tears run down my face. Every single time. Australia is 4/5 uninhabitable, yet somehow from the rock and sand and fire and floods we have created one of the most remarkable and dynamic nations on earth. I firmly believe that this hymn – and it is a hymn – to the Great Southern Land will be our national anthem one day. Everyone knows the words and loves it because ultimately We Are Australian is about inclusion – it acknowledges our wise Indigenous people – the keepers of the flame – and the waves of migrants who came here – forced and free – who fought adversity to create a land of peace and prosperity. We are a young nation, we are by no means perfect – we still have a bit of growing up to do. But it is with great pride I can say I am an 8th generation Australian, descended from a 15 year old boy convict who arrived on the First Fleet in 1788. Transportation to Australia was the break of his life, the best thing that ever happened to him – he died a wealthy and successful man surrounded by family who adored him (Australia’s first shipping entrepreneur, he established the first tea clipper run between Sydney and China – breaking the East India Company’s monopoly!). Where else could that happen but Australia? His grandsons and great-grandsons became barristers and criminal lawyers, valuing their convict ancestry because it helped them understand the meaning of freedom and fight for their clients – often pro bono (no fee). In a previous career I travelled and worked all over the world, but when I came home I would tear up and wanted to drop to my knees and kiss the dirt, I love this country so much. Australia gives as freely as it takes, and can be utterly cruel at times – those of us who lived through the Millenial Drought or have lost friends/family in bushfires or floods know this is not a land to be taken lightly. But oh soooo beautiful. And the people … the darkly irreverent and often brutal and obscene Australian sense of humour is what I love most about Australians – and that arose from adversity. We play hard, we work hard, we party hard, and sometimes we die hard – but we wouldn’t have it any other way. To be Australian is a choice – it’s not about a piece of paper, it’s about attitude. If you’re going to whinge we don’t want to know you. But if you want to work your proverbial off, then party through the night and shock the visitors, you’re one of us (when my partner – an Aussie sheep farmer – and I entertain overseas guests we make a point of playing Cosmic Psychos – the looks on their faces when they hear ‘Dead Roo’ for the first time is priceless!). That’s what We are Australian is about. Attitude. Australian attitude. I adore being an Australian – thank you naughty juvenile delinquent convict ancestor, your descendants will always love you for your courage and daring – we owe you everything. Everything. xo
Ogmog said:
Zeppelin said:
Ogmog said:Beaudy mate
When Judith sings, ‘I’m the hot wind from the desert, I’m the black soil of the plains, I’m the mountains and the valleys, I’m the the drought and flooding rains. I am the rock, I am the sky, the rivers when they run, the spirit of this great land, I am Australian’ – the tears run down my face. Every single time. Australia is 4/5 uninhabitable, yet somehow from the rock and sand and fire and floods we have created one of the most remarkable and dynamic nations on earth. I firmly believe that this hymn – and it is a hymn – to the Great Southern Land will be our national anthem one day. Everyone knows the words and loves it because ultimately We Are Australian is about inclusion – it acknowledges our wise Indigenous people – the keepers of the flame – and the waves of migrants who came here – forced and free – who fought adversity to create a land of peace and prosperity. We are a young nation, we are by no means perfect – we still have a bit of growing up to do. But it is with great pride I can say I am an 8th generation Australian, descended from a 15 year old boy convict who arrived on the First Fleet in 1788. Transportation to Australia was the break of his life, the best thing that ever happened to him – he died a wealthy and successful man surrounded by family who adored him (Australia’s first shipping entrepreneur, he established the first tea clipper run between Sydney and China – breaking the East India Company’s monopoly!). Where else could that happen but Australia? His grandsons and great-grandsons became barristers and criminal lawyers, valuing their convict ancestry because it helped them understand the meaning of freedom and fight for their clients – often pro bono (no fee). In a previous career I travelled and worked all over the world, but when I came home I would tear up and wanted to drop to my knees and kiss the dirt, I love this country so much. Australia gives as freely as it takes, and can be utterly cruel at times – those of us who lived through the Millenial Drought or have lost friends/family in bushfires or floods know this is not a land to be taken lightly. But oh soooo beautiful. And the people … the darkly irreverent and often brutal and obscene Australian sense of humour is what I love most about Australians – and that arose from adversity. We play hard, we work hard, we party hard, and sometimes we die hard – but we wouldn’t have it any other way. To be Australian is a choice – it’s not about a piece of paper, it’s about attitude. If you’re going to whinge we don’t want to know you. But if you want to work your proverbial off, then party through the night and shock the visitors, you’re one of us (when my partner – an Aussie sheep farmer – and I entertain overseas guests we make a point of playing Cosmic Psychos – the looks on their faces when they hear ‘Dead Roo’ for the first time is priceless!). That’s what We are Australian is about. Attitude. Australian attitude. I adore being an Australian – thank you naughty juvenile delinquent convict ancestor, your descendants will always love you for your courage and daring – we owe you everything. Everything. xo
well said
vomits
Witty Rejoinder said:
vomits
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