Then again… a day off is a day to do what I want to do, not to work. That would explain it. When given a day to myself to do as I like, I’ll chose creative activities on projects, art or the house.
Or garden. Usually only when push comes to shove on that one.
This morning I woke up to the news that some guy is planning to sky dive from space. Okaaaaay…. If thats what he wants to do. Then they mentioned his assistance/support/trainer/whatever is an Aussie.
I can picture it now:
“Hey, there’s a rip in my suit.”
“She’ll be right mate! Just put a band aid over it.”
Gotta give it to Aussies for their relaxed ‘laissez faire’ attitude. Only they’d say ‘she’ll be right’ cause french is too posh for beer swilling men wearing blue singlets, shorts and blunnies (Blundstones workboots) and holding a tinny (can of beer).
I also read a blog post by John Heald on FB which spoke about the similarities, and mainly differences, between the English and the Australians. Here’s an excerpt:
“Aussies live outdoors, have teak-tough bodies, huge muscles, and beards, drink 10 cans of Fosters for breakfast and believe sport is all …………. and that’s the women. The Brits, by contrast, live on the sofa, drink tea and watch 10 hours of TV a day.”
What, you will ask, am I doing following a blog written by a guy on Amerian cruise ships? Short story: a friend follows him and got me onto it, but mostly I only read the posts she flags for me.
Has anyone read Douglas Adams’ Hitchhikers Guide to Australia? Its kills me every time.
Here are a couple of my favourite bits:
“The second confusing thing about Australia are the animals. They can be divided into three categories: Poisonous, Odd, and Sheep.
It is true that of the 10 most poisonous arachnids on the planet, Australia has 9 of them. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that of the 9 most poisonous arachnids, Australia has all of them. However, there are curiously few snakes, possibly because the spiders have killed them all. But even the spiders won’t go near the sea.”
“Alone of all the races on earth, they seem to be free from the ‘Grass is Greener on the other side of the fence’ syndrome, and roundly proclaim that Australia is, in fact, the other side of that fence. They call the land “Oz”, “Godzone” (a verbal contraction of “God’s Own Country”) and “Best bloody place on earth, bar none, strewth.” The irritating thing about this is they may be right.”
“Typical Australian sayings:
* “It’s better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.”
* “She’ll be right.”
* “And down from Kosciusko, where the pine clad ridges raise their torn and rugged battlements on high, where the air is clear as crystal, and the white stars fairly blaze at midnight in the cold and frosty sky. And where, around the overflow, the reed beds sweep and sway to the breezes, and the rolling plains are wide. The Man from Snowy River is a household word today, and the stockmen tell the story of his ride.”
Well, enough fun. I have to get to work!