The Land Down Under (Prose for DVerse)

the simple things mate (friend)

a girl or bloke (man) the name

the everyday conversations

I’m tippin’ (guessing) there not the same

so if you permit me, I shall try to now explain

“So how’z it goin’ “? ~ is a phrase us Aussies often use

nothing to do with transport just the question “How-  are- you”?

without pomp & circumstance an easy language ‘cross our land

“Fair Dinkum mate” ?~ well that’s  you gotta’ be kidding me?

yep, we like to abbreviate, but it’s an easy way to speak

we chop the letters off our words, and some may find this stupid

or even quite absurd!

but it’s juz our lingo don’ ya’ know?

we don’t speak like this all the time

imagine if I conducted a Service in true blue Aussie rhyme!

“Full as a Goog” ~ forget about eggs

it simply means you’ve stuffed yourself

with too much grog (alcohol) & food

“Every man and his dog” ~ simply means a crowd

our terminology~  so diversified, so raw

us the little Aussie battlers, yes I know you ask for more (smiles)

“She’ll be apples” (fine) another term we say

to tell a mate ~ yeah all is well, no need for stress or worry

& “Stone the flamin’ crows”~ well we’re aghast

at what we’ve seen or heard

you’ve heard “Chuck a prawn on the Barbie”

blimey mate it’s not a persons name but just a coupla’ words (smiles)

so yep we come from convicts (well most us it seems)

and some may think we’re too ‘Ocker’ (uneducated Aussie)

but WE live the Aussie dream

ech ~ for all the curiosities, with our wondrous Aussie slang

we’re down to earth and hospitable, in our Down Under Land

our language sprawls, has its own twinge

and “It’s a beaut (good) – could describe a house a BBQ or Ute (tray truck)

the little Aussie battlers not ones ever to complain

what we have is our way of talking, which to some it may sound lame

so if ever you should visit, come on down and look me up

and I’ll teach you the English language with a broad true Aussie smile

and I’ll teach you, so you understand ~ in true blue “Aussie” style

©jmtacken Dec 2013

The below is an Aussie Icon John Williamson – please listen to his song True Blue – now THIS is an Aussie voice through and through.


For Dverse and The Pub – A little bit of fun and fancy – though the rhythm is all over the shop (disjointed) on todays prompt – you can find here

Rant and raves from grumpy rambly

time for a rant & raves – which I swore I wouldn’t really I must be ‘in a mood’ tonight.

  • Political correctness…. I like many other Australians I am sure, are becoming increasingly fed up and irritated with lack of ‘ freedom of speech’ that we once had. Currently there are a couple of uproars in the media about ‘the wrong word/s’ being spoken. One by a 13 year old girl at a football match, who yelled out ‘Ape’ to an Aboriginal football player. She has been accused of racism. Is it just me or is this getting ridiculous?  This is what was said of her from the player – “Racism has a face. It’s a 13-year-old girl.”  This is her reply “I didn’t mean it in a racist way and I’m sorry to the club and the AFL.”  Would I be called racist if I called a caucasian person an ape if I thought he was playing football badly? No I wouldn’t.  Yell it out to an Indigenous person and all hell breaks lose.  Are we all becoming a touch to ‘sensitive’?
  • We over here are slowly but surely being turned into a nation where we cannot think for ourselves, nor are we able to speak our mind for fear of upsetting others, where we are being indoctrinated daily on how in our every day lives to ‘tow’ the line.
  • There was also mention of banning the singing of Christmas Carols in Australian schools as it was not acceptable to other religious beliefs. Children in some schools have been banned from running or doing cartwheels for they may injure themselves…sorry don’t all children injure themselves at some point? Have these playground activities, all of a sudden become extremely dangerous? I heard on the radio last week that they are wanting some sports groups for children to stop scoring as encourages too much competition between the kids….seriously? Friendly competitiveness no longer allowed.
  • We have some medicines that are costing some families $30,000 per year out of pocket whilst we have our Politicians giving themselves hefty pay rises.
  • I am a smoker (though I have cut down tremendously – so please don’t yell at me). The Government is quite happy to pocket the revenue from the sale of tobacco, yet chastises those who smoke. They continually increase the cost of cigarettes, show the most deplorable advertisements to try and dissuade people from smoking, is aware that it causes emphysema, cancer, strokes, blindness (as are those that smoke by the way). They have banned smoking inside Restaurants, Pubs, Cafes, you cannot smoke within 4 meters of an entrance to a building or in an area where there is a roof. All of these measures by the way I am in total agreement with. They are now contemplating banning smoking in all outdoor areas, ie maybe we can only have a cigarette in our own homes or perhaps the back yard shed or garage. We all know how bad it is, the decision to give up would be so much easier, if they simply stopped manufacturing the damn things! But no, we know that will not happen because the good old Government is pardon the pun ‘making a killing’ by still letting companies produce them.
  • There are millions given in foreign aid, when we have homeless people in Australia, when we need new Hospitals, new roads and infrastructure. We allow boat people to flood into our country illegally and find employment, when they cannot speak english and have no skills, which in turn takes away jobs for Australians that have been born and raised here, or those that have migrated legally through the proper channels and who can contribute to the country.

I just think we have it all a little screwed up and it’s not going to get any better. I shall finish my ranting and raving before I get started on our legal system or lack there of over here. Australia was known as the “Lucky Country” at this juncture I’m no too sure.

The Empty Nest A Mothers Hidden Grief – Available through Lulu & Amazon.

The Empty Nest A Mother’s Hidden Grief.  The memoir is the story of my life as a mother, with an emphasis on the unspoken grief, which accompanies the process of letting go of one’s children as they grow up. As much as a mother loves her children, she must endure, at many stages of their growth, the pain of losing them. The inevitable “cutting of the ties” culminates when the day arrives for her children to leave home. For many women, this time coincides with profound personal changes of menopause and fiftieth birthdays. My own recent experience of this process prompted me to revisit my life as a mother, and to delve into the journals which I had kept since I was pregnant with my two daughters, some twenty years ago. The journals reveal the learning curves of motherhood and I was able to use this material to form both the chronological backbone of the memoir, and to expose the “heart” of the story in the touching and personal moments that I had recorded.

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The Empty Nest – a Mother’s Hidden Grief


I began writing this story some five years ago when I was 49 years old. At the time I was working in a nine-to-five job for a small book distribution company. Now I work in a nine-to-five job in an administrative role for a lighting manufacturer. I was born and raised in Australia, and I am respectably average in most ways—height, looks, disposition, income, taste in furnishings, personal achievements and emotional baggage. I am an “everywoman”, if one exists. Or rather, an “everymother”, for what really defines me and obsesses me is the story I have to tell about my children.

When I started writing, I was facing the daunting prospect of turning 50 and the more upsetting event of both my daughters leaving home. With these two facts looming before me, I discovered within me a voice that was clamoring to be heard. Would I be like the mother in the movies with a drawstring apron, waving to my children at the picket fence with tears rolling down my cheeks? What happens to that mother? The movie never tells you because the story follows the children—their adventures, their romances, their heartaches—and only once in while do they come back to visit mum. She reminds them to eat their veggies and then the children are gone again. In the final shot she peers through the curtained window, a grey shape behind glass. The curtain shuts. End of mother.

What happens to her, I wanted to know. I needed to know. I am that mother.

This is a story of an ordinary Australian mum who is coming to terms with the fact that her life is changing forever. The characters that I share my feelings about are real people and each of them plays a very important role in my life; as a woman, a partner, a mother and a friend. This is my voyage, that which has emerged from my very heart and soul, beginning many years ago when I first became a mother to the time when my children decided to leave home—or as some people call it, ‘abandon the nest’.

4.0 out of 5 stars The Empty Nest, September 20, 2012
Shirley Chalmers (Victoria, Australia) – See all my reviews
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From the cradle to the empty nest. I passed through that journey myself so I understand the emotional roller coaster ride that this author takes you through. I think all daughters and daughters-in-law should read it – O, yes the boys too. I am the mother of two boys! There are tears and laughter, joys and sorrows in this very honest tale and it helps us to understand how we can support each other as mothers as we go through life together.

Thank you Shirley 🙂

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