Our Ancient Ruin

“CRUPPER D”

The bush has many secrets however they can usually be discovered, or a variation of them, over a few drinks in a local pub.

The new chum leaned against the bar
And tapped his boot and tipped his beer,
Then, looking round, remarked: “Er – ar -
One thing you chaps don’t have out here!

You’ve churches, chapels, pubs and halls –
Er – er – and such and so-and-so;
But you’ve no ivied abbey-walls,
No ancient ruins, don-cher-know!”

Then Jack the Shearer left the bar
(It might have been to dodge his shout!) –
They filled ‘em up with Dick’s three-star,
And scarcely noticed him go out.

He came back, lugging by the hair
Old Ned the Cook, all rags and beers –
“Er- er!” the joker said. “Er – air –
“We’ve got one ancient ruin here!”

IN THIS SECTION:

• Introduction
• Index
• Bail Up
• Hard Yakka
• The Demon Drink
• Bush Life Bush Strife
• Freedom on the Wallaby
• Horses, Dogs and Dags
• Australian Dreaming
• Land of Forests, Fleas and Flies
• The Language of the Bush
• Jack Moses
• Wilf Carter

THE DEMON DRINK

• Introduction
• The Drinkerís Dream
• The New Chum Shearer
• Preservation of the Aussie Male
• Just An Empty Bottle
• When The Army Prays For Watty
• Our Ancient Ruin
• Shearers Nightmare