Australia Day

Something I’ve learned: I remember things as being better than they were. Our old house at Brownlee Street, how I cursed the missing fly-screens, plagues of roaches and never-ending dust. Now all I remember are the light-filled rooms, outdoor clothes line and incredible back yard. Our time in Stuttgart? I’m sure many of you remember my bitter complaining (see here and here). The grey carpet, the sleazy furniture, the boredom, the endless grey days. When I look back though, it’s the wondrous markets, good friends, sunny apartment and view of the forest I remember. Same applies (I assume) to January 26th. I spent Australia Day last year trying to sell piles of unwanted junk at a garage sale in North Wollongong. I remember cursing the heat, the beer drinking, the cars, the music, the groups of testosterone-heavy youths with flags emblazoned all over their bodies and clothing (if it could be called that).

Was it really like that? Wasn’t it a day of national harmony and relaxation? Wasn’t there a glorious sun with a gentle but not oppressive heat? Didn’t I swim freely in a pristine ocean before eating a leisurely meal of BBQ’d delights? Didn’t I sip cool drinks by a perfect sunset? Wasn’t everything right with the world? No?

Denim and Red Classic Playtime Baby Overalls

Playtime baby overalls by NeverEver (Sydney)


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She’ll be Apples letterpress cards by rubyvictoria (Hobart)


Hand Knitted Australian Organic Merino Beanie for Baby - Toddler 12-24M

Hand knitted organic Australian merino beanie for baby by VictoriaOC (Melbourne)


Laundry Birds hand printed fabric by pippijoe (Melbourne)


Fill your cup - Tea 3 Range - Art Deco Tea Cup Photograph

Fill Your Teacup art photograph by BuckinghamRoad (Sydney)


shells (organic merino cotton cowl)

“Shells” organic merino cotton cowl by artish (Newcastle)


7 Responses to “Australia Day”

  1. 1 Julia January 27, 2011 at 12:19 pm

    Hey friend, just to clear things up as a bystander and failed accomplice to the garage sale part of Australia day of yesteryear, it was insanely hot, miserably burny, cramped and filled with strange and uncomfortably friendly drunk men. However we did get to spend some time chatting and farewelling our friends and selling some junk 🙂 all in all a wonderful day.
    p.s the roaches are less bad this year, the dust is suffocating, but the rooms are light, the space is large and the bathroom is awesomely retro.

    • 2 mavisandfrank January 27, 2011 at 10:30 pm

      I’d agree with all of that, but you were no bystander. I do remember the kids having fun (albeit while getting burnt and talking with the uncomfortably friendly drunk men), and there being moments of exhilaration when we sold something big 🙂 It was grand. I’ll stop whinging now.

  2. 3 Jill January 27, 2011 at 1:38 pm

    For the immediacy of this year….it was drippiingly hot with the exertion of producing repeated renditions of Tie Me Kangaroo Down Sport, Click Go the Shears and Waltzing Matilda down the length of Argyle St. Heard one Mum at the front edge of the throng of flag-behatted and patriotic T-shirt bedecked, flag-waving zealots suggesting to her kids that they should bring water pistols next year. I couldn’t help opening my mouth longingly in the quick interim between ditties.

    Just realised that the notable uniformity of royal blue, flag printed bucket hats was probably related to a ‘free offer’ that I vaguely remember being advertised by one of the newspapers. Bet the other major one provided the flags?

    Cam’t help but see the growing passion for red, white and blue as part of the flag-draping politically pointed mass indoctrination.

    Leaves me feeling vaguely uneasy.

    Love, as ever, Jill

    • 4 mavisandfrank January 27, 2011 at 10:34 pm

      If it makes you feel any better Jill, there is something a little thrilling about Tie Me Kangaroo Down Sport, though perhaps as a spectator and not a performer in such weather as that. I’m sure Camden appreciated it 🙂

  3. 5 Arthur January 28, 2011 at 9:17 pm

    I’m another that has an uneasy feeling about seeing hats, beach towels and T shirts made from made from the design of our flag and even seeing plastic replicas of it adorning cars as they use our roads. I know that the majority probably have good intent but I can’t help but feel the undertone of racism that motivates the others. Perhaps my reservations stem from seeing boof-headed teenagers with the flag design “zinced” onto their torso at our school swimming carnival each year. Not a good look!

  4. 6 Chris February 2, 2011 at 5:35 pm

    Anne´s sister promoted your blog in some social network and it was taken out because of explicit content 🙂 naughty naughty 😛

  5. 7 Chris February 2, 2011 at 5:38 pm

    sorry for double post. I hope you don´t feel racicised in my room because of the giant flag 😛 Guess it´s different when non-aussies do it.

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