People never cease to amaze me…
People never cease to amaze me…
You know you’re Australian when…
* You believe that stubbies can be either drunk or worn.
* You call your best friend ‘a total ba#@ard’ but someone you really, truly despise is just ‘a bit of a ba#@ard’.
* You think ‘Woolloomooloo’ is a perfectly reasonable name for a place.
* You’re secretly proud of our killer wildlife.
* You believe it makes sense for a country to have a $1 coin that’s twice as big as its $2 coin.
* You understand that ‘Wagga Wagga’ can be abbreviated to ‘Wagga’ but ‘Woy Woy’ can’t be called ‘Woy’.
* You believe that cooked-down axle grease makes a good breakfast spread. You’ve also squeezed it through Vita Wheats to make little Vegemite worms.
* You believe all famous Kiwis are actually Australian, until they stuff up, at which point they again become Kiwis.
* Beetroot with your Hamburger…
* You believe that the confectionery known as the Wagon Wheel has become smaller with every passing year.
* You believe that every important discovery in the world was made by an Australian but then sold off to the Yanks for a pittance.
* You believe that the more you shorten someone’s name the more you like them.
* Whatever your linguistic skills, you find yourself able to order takeaway fluently in every Asian language.
* You understand that ‘excuse me’ can sound rude, While ‘scuse me’ is always polite.
* You still think of Kylie as ‘that girl off Neighbours’.
* You know that there is a universal place called “woop woop” located in the middle of nowhere…no matter where you actually are.
* You know that none of us actually drink Fosters beer, because it tastes like shit. But we let the world think we do. Because we can.
* You say ‘no worries’ quite often, whether you realise it or not.
* You’ve drank your tea/coffee/milo through a Tim Tam.
* You know that some people pronounce Australia like “Straya” and that’s ok.
Welcome to the other side of the blog.
“All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy”, goes the saying. It always helps to have interests outside of your professional focus. Which is exactly what this alternate blog, Free thinking, is all about. Its a repository for the ideas that cross my path – whether they be about better living, fitness, health, happiness and all the stuff in between – that don’t relate to financial services and business.
And what better way to start than with a book, because I recently finished reading Planet Word, the book of the Stephen Frey series of the same name.
There are some real gems in there, even if the book itself never really goes anywhere. My favorite story relates to Ruoert Murdoch…
“There’s a story about the Australian media mogul Rupert Murdoch, who was at a dinner party with a self-regarding broadsheet editor. The English editor announced to his fellow diners: “I’ve met six British prime ministers, four French presidents, four American presidents and three popes, and, do you know, not one of them struck me as having a first-class mind.” There was a pause around the dinner table, and then Murdoch said, “Did it ever occur to you that they probably thought you were a bit of a dick too?”
Now, an overly equipped power monger he may be, however that is exactly the sort of man who needs to be on Twitter…