Category Archives: Bloke

I’m guessing you mob…

… would probably agree with me on this one: if you serve your Country, you should be recognised by your Country. I wouldn’t have thought this was too much to ask for from the powers that be – a person’s … Continue reading

Posted in 1905 Act, 1967 Referendum, Aboriginal, adventure, adversity, Australia, black, Blackfellas, Bloke, Blokes, Community, Family, Indigenous, life, Mates, Mateship, Medals, Military, Military Funeral, people, racism, Society, Torres Strait Islander, Uncategorized, Uniform, War, Western Australia, Whitefellas, yarn | 7 Comments

I overheard a teenage conversation…

…on the bus monday morning, that went something like this: “… he get’s abusive when he’s been drinking.” The young lass that was sharing this info behind me was on her way to school. She was talking with her friend … Continue reading

Posted in Adolescence, Bloke, Blokes, complicated, dad, Domestic Violence, housewife, husbands | 4 Comments

Many years ago…

…I discovered these shirts. Thanks to the Mighty Battle Tanker and the RAN, a visit to Thailand introduced me to a wonderful new world and I fell in love with two things; Pad Thai and these bloody shirts! Since 1993, … Continue reading

Posted in Australia, Bloke, Blokes, bulldust, Camouflage, Loud Shirts, Mates, Mateship, people, Uniform, work, yarn | 3 Comments