Giving Boorowa a go: Word in the Streets

Angus and Karen Mitchell's Brae Neuk is set to move down the road.

Angus and Karen Mitchell's Brae Neuk is set to move down the road.

Last week we spoke of having a national anthem that would unite Australians and how changing one word could achieve that aim.

The words of the anthem evoke pride expressing a glowing view of what helps make Australia the best country in the world.

Australians have developed a lifestyle, a way of living that has attracted thousands upon thousands to come across the seas to share in our nature's gifts and boundless plains.

These immigrants embraced our home and enjoy the way we live.

The question I ask you is why are we succumbing to pressure from peoples who are virtually demanding we change the way we live?

Bringing these thoughts to mind were two things reported in last week's press.

Firstly, a teacher resigned after pupils continually saying, "We don't like people who aren't Arabic".

Secondly, Kmart photo printing kiosks banning religious words such as 'Jesus', 'God', 'Church' and 'Bible', but allowing words such as 'mosque', 'Islam' and 'Koran'.

Christian words were deemed profanities and replaced with asterisks.

I ask you, "Where are we headed?"


This column encourages business people who are prepared to give Boorowa a go.

We acknowledged the opening of Brae Neuk and can say now they are expanding and moving.

Congratulations to Angus and Karen who have purchased the premises next to the top cafe in Marsden Street and Brae Neuk will be moving to that shop opening tomorrow Friday, June 21.

Pop in, wish them well, and marvel how they can turn pallets into interesting pieces of furniture and much more.


The owner and bartender of a country pub was so sure that he was the strongest man around, that he offered a standing bet of $1000.

The bartender would squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass, and then hand the lemon to a patron.

Anyone who could squeeze two more drops of juice out of it would win the money.

Over the years many had tried including weightlifters, labourers and footballers.

Nobody had ever been able to do it.

One day this scrawny little fellow came into the bar wearing thick glasses and a polyester suit.

He sat down, ordered a beer, and started looking around the bar.

After reading the sign on the wall about the lemon challenge, he said in a meek voice, "I was just reading your sign and I'd like to try the bet."

After the laughter in the bar had died down, the bartender grabbed a lemon and squeezed the heck out of it, then handed the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little fellow.

The crowds laughter turned to silence as the man clenched his little fist around the lemon and six drops fell into the glass.

As the crowd cheered, the bartender paid the guy his $1000, then asked him, "Do you mind if I ask you what you do for a living? Are you a lumberjack, weightlifter, or what?"

The little fellow quietly replied, "I work for the Australian Tax Office".

This yarn reminds us, as one financial year is about to roll into another, tax time is here.


Today is the 200th WITS Column.

Four years - how time flies when you're having fun.

Fortunately there have been no violent reactions to what has been written and hopefully some enjoyment has been gained.

As for the next four years - who knows?