Advaaaaaaaance Aaaaaaaustralia Faaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiir

Was all set on Friday night to go to bed at my usually early time when cricketk called to discuss driving arrangements with ascetic_hedony and it turned out we were going out visiting instead. Fear the car that contains T1 and the rest of us - we arrived at sarren's singing extracts from Cats having come to this via Les Mis, Buffy and our much maligned (for good reasons) National Anthem.

Why couldn't we have a decent national song? Something enthusiastic and, well, martial because I want to be French right now and sing La Marseillaise instead of Advance Australia Fair which is a) Awful and b) Embarrassing. Worse, the extremely unPC version I happen to know that I thought of as the dodgy 3rd verse turns out to be the 2nd verse of the 1942 version. It was re-written in 2002 to remove references to all sorts of unsavory things like Men! Sons! Britain! and Thumping People!

( For those who can face the horror that is our heritage; click at your own risk.  )

Pining for Waltzing Matilda