Category Archives: All things Australian

cairnsnews.org Link to pass around: https://rumble.com/vs0fsi-aisling-oloughlin-interviews-riccardo-bosi-from-australia-one-party.html?mref=qnz9d&mc=6f8oi Aisling O’Loughlin of “The Irish Inquiry” produced this extended interview with the inspirational leader of AUSTRALIAONE Party Riccardo Bosi who has big plans and high hopes for Australia’s future. AUSTRALIAONE is committed to strengthening Australia as a sovereign, self-reliant, Judeo- Christian western democracy which is economically powerful, militarily intimidating,Continue reading “One of the most profound interviews ever published on Cairns News featuring Riccardo Bosi leader of Australia One Party”

William Doyle (19 November 1932 – 28 August 2001) was a painter of Australian landscapes and historical scenes.Personal lif8d’Arcy Doyle was born in Ipswich, Queensland, Australia on 19 November 1932 to parents Thomas Doyle and Marguerite McGrath. The family had an Irish Catholic working-class background and his father was a railway worker.[1] The family homeContinue reading “D’Arcy Doyled’Arcy”

Trickling water beside me,Snow grass to cushion my bed, Black Sallys frame the night sky,A saddle to rest my head.Burning embers are the night light,A cool breeze rattles the gums,I’m back home in the mountains, Back home where i belong.Back where i feel at home,Back where the creeks still flow Back where the brumbies roam,BackContinue reading ““Back Home”Written by Dick Roberts“

There’s a different kind of muster,Now happening in the bush, Way down near kosciusko,It’s the government’s final push.All the mares and foals and stallions,The brumby has to go, According to the beaurocrats, They won’t see another fall of snow. They’re loading up their rifles,With traps they’ll lure them in,Molasses, salt and steel yards,Is where they’llContinue reading ““Final Bloody Muster”Written by Dick Roberts“

Josie Angus I lament the quiet farmer,The farmer who is not on Facebook, not at a three day course, not chained to his computer filling out an eternal pile of quality assurance forms.As the quiet farmer rides into a 1000 acre scrub and then out the other side with 100 bullocks padding gently in aContinue reading “An Ode to the Quiet Farmer”

When the shearing sheds are silent, and the stock camps fallen quietWhen the gidgee coals no longer glow across the outback nightAnd the bush is forced to hang a sign, ‘gone broke and won’t be back’And spirits fear to find a way beyond the beaten trackWhen harvesters stand derelict upon the wind-swept plainsAnd brave heartsContinue reading “Ode to Australia”

T’WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HE LIVED ALL ALONE, IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE, MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE. I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY, WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, AND TO SEE JUST WHO, IN THIS HOME, DID LIVE. I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVENContinue reading “Australian Military History”

John Hughes  · ghSo2l93410hd  · TRUTH ABOUT COAL FIRED POWER STATIONS !Great story. My name is Terence Cardwell. I spent 25 years in the Electricity Commission of NSW working, commissioning and operating the various power units. My last was the 4 X 350 MW Munmorah Power Stations near Newcastle. Terence says this about Coal firedContinue reading “TRUTH ABOUT COAL FIRED POWER STATIONS”

MY Country Australia is a great country or the Australia of my youth was- Australians are laid back, welcoming to anyone and a place at the table was always found for those who dropped in to say hello-social occasions were mainly in house –people, family and friends would come for a visit and you wereContinue reading “Australia- -Land of Milk and Honey”

HistoryCAMERON FORBESMacmillan, $44.99 Horses in AustraliaNICOLAS BRASCHNewsouth, $49.99 A horse is not a dog. That’s pretty much the key to it. The dog wins us over with an unblinking, loyal devotion, the horse by its unfathomable acquiescence. The dog, for all its big eyes and ball carrying, is a scrounger, a hanger on, a campContinue reading “Australia on Horseback: The Story of the Horse and the Making of a Nation”

An Australian Christmas: Henry Lawson Henry Lawson Quadrant Online 25th December 2020 Along by merry Christmas time they buy the aged goose,And boil the dread plum pudding, because of ancient use.But to sneer at old time customs would be nothing but a crime,|For the memory of the Past is all bound up in Christmas time.ThenContinue reading “An Australian Christmas”

 Portrait of Lawson by John Longstaff, 1900, Art Gallery of New South Wales Waratah And Wattle Though poor and in trouble I wander alone,With rebel cockade in my hat,Though friends may desert me, and kindred disown,My country will never do that!You may sing of the Shamrock, the Thistle, the rose,Or the three in a bunch,Continue reading “The Life and Times of Henry Lawson”

read it and let us start reconnecting with our country again My Country by Dorothea Mackellar(1885 – 1968) Sadly this poem is sneered at by many and has been deliberately altered by others, but this poem says it all. What it means to be Australian. Perhaps the last verse is the most significant.The first verseContinue reading “Dorothea Mackellar”

Anzac Role Our daily dose of country and continuing the story of a great Australian Banjo Paterson’s Forgotten ANZAC Role: One of the Least-Known Parts of His Life April 23, 2020/in Articles, Celebration and Events /by Rhema Central CoastBy: Annie HamiltonMain image: Australian bush poet A.B. ‘Banjo’ Paterson. Inset: Light Horseman Private Richard Harwell BryantContinue reading “Andrew Barton ‘Banjo’ Patterson”

Our daily dose of country The Man From Snowy River There was movement at the station, for the word had passed around That the colt from old Regret had got away, And had joined the wild bush horses – he was worth a thousand pound, So all the cracks had gathered to the fray. AllContinue reading “Andrew Barton ‘Banjo” Patterson”

Our daily dose of country Clancy Of The Overflow Clancy of the Overflow was one of the first poems I remember learning at primary school. I was only about nine at the time but something about the flow of the words and the picture they conjured up spoke to me and I’ve loved it everContinue reading “Andrew Barton “Banjo” Paterson”

It’s 1932 and Australia is in the grip of the Great Depression.One in three workers are unemployed.Decrepit shanty towns hug the outskirts of the big cities.A scrawny rabbit caught in a trap will feed a family for a week.Country roads are filled with broken men walking from one farmhouse to another seeking menial jobs andContinue reading “Lennie Gwyther’s solo ride from Leongatha to Sydney remembered”