So put on your thongs (no, I am not recommending skinny knickers in Australia things are a type of footwear), drink too much beer, talk through your nose and wave a flag that advertises Britain more than us.
I'm in South Africa with few compatriots around, so in honour of the date I watched cricket, and we were thumping the opposition. I'm not sure whether Australia has the better team, or India the better bookmakers.
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Perhaps your next novel should be about your time in Oz and the crazy language we speak here! In this post, you make it sound almost as exotic as Namibia!
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