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.
This, my friends, is the first verse of Advance Australia Fair, the Australian
national anthem. (Listen to it here.) My Australian friends tell me that it is the
only national anthem in the world that contains the word “girt” (from the same
root as girdle). I have heard it sung many times, both beautifully and wretchedly,
much like Oh Canada. However, Advance Australia Fair just doesn’t work
for me. Give me a stirring rendition of Waltzing
Matilda. (Here.) Or even better, I Still
Call Australia Home. (Over-the-top Oprah version, but it always leaves me
in tears. Here.Here.)
One of the formative experiences of my life was the
year I spent teaching in Australia in the early 1970s. Had my life zigged
rather than zagged, I would still be there – and happily so. I have returned as
often as my bank account has allowed over the years. I shared it twice with
Spencer, and next week I will be sharing it with Bill. Let me count the
blessings that make this possible.
I am an avid student of Australian history, politics,
and culture. I can talk for hours about Australia’s problems, challenges, idiocies,
blood-lust politics, and unforgivable treatment of the Aboriginal people who
lived on the continent for 40,000 years before European contact. But I can also
talk for even more hours about how much I love this land, its people, and its beauty.
And prop me up with a bottle of Moo Brew, my favourite Tasmanian Pilsner, and I
can talk endlessly about the design and building of the Sydney Opera House.
One of my favourite aspects of Australian life is its
wonderfully quirky sense of humour. Here’s one printable example: one night many
years ago, I was listening to the live radio proceedings of the Australian
Parliament (I know – I needed to get out more.) Australian politics are brutish
and nasty, so I wasn’t surprised when one member declared, “The honourable
member from Gundagai has got the brains of a sheep.” The chamber erupted into braying
chaos, and the Speaker demanded that the remark be withdrawn, to which the
instant response was, “All right – I’ll withdraw my remark. The honourable
member from Gundagai HASN’T got the brains of a sheep.”
Well, you get the drift.
During my month in Australia with Bill, I will be
posting to Facebook, Twitter, and this blog. In anticipation, I’ve posted
photos below from previous visits. I hope they will whet your appetite for the
photos I plan to post in the weeks ahead.
Enjoy...and g’day!
Landing in Sydney.
The famous 'coat hanger' - The Sydney Harbour Bridge.
Yes, you can walk to the top of the bridge. Thanks, but no thanks.
And another view.
And another.
The Sydney Opera House, facing north.
Seagulls at one of the outdoor cafes beside the Opera House.
The Rocks, Sydney
Hyde Park, Sydney.
Martin Place, Sydney.
10 Tryon Street, Chatswood, where I used to live on Sydney's North Shore.
Entrance, Luna Park (Sydney).
Luna Park ferris wheel with the Harbour Bridge.
Ummm...well, what can I say?
The Lady Northcott leaving from Circular Quay.
Spencer on the Lady Northcott.
Taronga Park Zoo, Sydney.
Taronga Park Zoo, with elephant and Tayler.
Spencer and I with bronze koalas.
Flinder's Street Station, Melbourne.
Federation Square, Melbourne.
Inside Federation Square.
Federation Square.
Glass ceiling of the National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne.
Luna Park (Melbourne) entrance.
Melbourne alley.
Christmas in July, Ballarat. Beautiful singing. Fake snow.
QANTAS = Queensland and Northern Territory Air Service.
SIGHHH.
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Thank you! Most of these images were made with a humble Canon PowerShot camera or my iPad. I'm looking forward to using my Canon 70D this trip.
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