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Advance, Australia Fair

My regular correspondent Mary has sent me a link to various pictures of Sydney and her nearest and dearest, which I was pleased to look at earlier this week. The place really does seem beautiful, and I was taken by this photograph of the harbour for no good reason at all.

My one demented reader will recall that ages ago, I put up a version of Advance Australia Fair which I awoke to during the Australian Olympics, having spent the evening in the house of a friend of mine. London and my life seemed full of possibility at the time, and I was in one of those sentimental moods where all the emotional barriers are down that seem to come some summer mornings when sleep has just left. Azure can be a very warm colour sometimes, and I remember the sky and the yellow and white sheets that lay around.

Anyway, with apologies to my Australian commenters--there seems to be a community of recovering Meenagh readers out there--here is my favourite version of your national anthem.



and this one is for my mother, and her family.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Sorry Martin,
My recovery is a way off,I think.
There are some more pics waiting for you..but don't worry, that's all for now. I've just walked back from the sea pool(10 mins down,20 to get back up).The winter skies are often bright blue, but the night time temperatures are down to 6C approx.That is the last swim this year for me.
Regards from your one demented reader, Mary
Martin Meenagh said…
Don't be silly. My ODR lives in a maximum security rest home somewhere near Wapping, not Australia!
Anonymous said…
I escaped.
Martin Meenagh said…
OK, lockdown procedures everyone. defcon 2

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