Bart Bear's Blog

Wednesday was January 26, Australia Day. The Oldies and I always try to do something special on that day and this year was no different. Actually, we started our surge of patriotic feeling a bit earlier in the year when we went to see the English cricket team play the Prime Minister's XI at Manuka Oval; the Po*s won. You have probably noticed that I have been very quiet about cricket this season. The reason is obvious; our team is being thrashed by the fiendish Po*s. They beat us soundly in the Ashes series and drew the 20/20s. At least we are winning some of the 50-over games. I think that the team needs help from a certain small bear. Anyway, back to Australia Day. First off, a real Aussie dessert for the night before - pavlova and beer. If you've never tried pavlova, make sure you do when you come to Oz. Then on the day we went down to the Yacht Club and settled under a big shady tree to listen to Aussie folk songs played by a band called Franklyn B Paverty. These guys are really good. I was surprised that Dad knew the words of nearly all of the songs. Maybe his convict ancestry has something to do with it. And what did we have for lunch? Fish'n'chips and beer of course, you can't get much more Australian than that.

Labels: Canberra, cricket, family