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Tuesday, May 26, 2026

The Making of 'They're A Weird Mob'

 

 

Sixty years ago, on 13 October 1966, the classic comedy "They're A Weird Mob" was released. It's about an Italian immigrant, a 'New Australian', who has just newly arrived in Australia. It was based on the 1957 novel of the same title by John O'Grady who wrote under the pen name "Nino Culotta", the name of the main character of the book.

 

Read the book online at www.archive.org

 

In order to learn about real Australians, Nino takes a job as a brickie's labourer with a man named Joe Kennedy. The comedy of the novel revolves around his attempts to understand English as it was spoken in Australia by the working classes in the 1950s and 1960s. Nino had previously only learned 'good' English from a textbook.

 

 

"The House That Nino Built" in the movie is at 128 Greenacre Road in Greenacre, a suburb of Sydney. There the actors dug trenches, poured concrete, and laid bricks. It was then finished professionally and sold to raise funds for The Royal Life Saving Society. The stars' footprints were set in concrete slabs in the pathway. When it last sold in 2023 for $1,800,000, it had already been forgotten as "the house that Nino built" - click here.

 

 

The novel is a social commentary on Australian society of the period; specifically male, working class society. Women mostly feature as cameos in the story, with the exception of Kay who becomes Nino's wife.

The final message of the novel is that immigrants to Australia should count themselves fortunate and should make efforts to assimilate into Australian society, including learning to speak Australian English.

The movie met with some not so favourable reviews, such as, ""Behind the rugged exterior and grating speech of the average Australian, there lies a heart of gold: or so would seem to be the cosy message of this rather patronising tale of how an immigrant makes good in barbarous Sydney (by marrying the boss's daughter – how else?). Michael Powell seems ill-at-ease during the chummily extrovert opening, with its repeated assurances that Australia is a big, big country and its endless jokes about a foreigner's difficulties in understanding the slang; but after that the film stops trying so hard to be jolly, and the quieter sequences in which the Italian learns to live his new life are moderately effective. Nothing, though, can really conceal the fact that this is just a routine women's magazine romance in a new setting; and the acting is mostly indifferent.""

When the movie was shown in cinemas in 1966, I also had just arrived in Australia. I immediately fell in love with it and the country. In the movie Nino Culotta is called a Dago. I was sometimes called a Hun. I'm reminded of it every time I sit down to order something from a menu and the waitress comes over and asks, "What can I getcha, Hun?"

 

 

Sixty years later, Australia has changed but my love for it has not. Every so often, when I want to remind myself of what I fell in love with and why, I sit down and watch "They're A Weird Mob" again. And so can you!

 

 

"Australians live Down Under. Like flies on the ceiling, they never fall off. Of course, they see themselves like this! They're a nation of sportsmen. They have a shot at anything that moves. This they call 'doing your block'. These they call 'schooners'. These they call 'sheilas'. Or 'beaut' sorts'. And this they call 'English'. They're a weird mob."

 


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The butcherbird is keeping an eye on things

 

 

Three weeks ago, the handyman, trusty Troy, pulled down the old verandah decking. Then we had to wait for the timber to arrive. Today he came to do the framing-up because today was a rained-out day and he couldn't work anywhere else.

With a bit of luck, it will rain for the rest of the week, which means he will work on the verandah for the next three days and get everything done except for the time-consuming laying of the Merbau decking.

 

 

To speed up the process, I bought this little gadget from BUNNINGS. It should help with the positioning of the screws and give a nice and neat finish. At a mere $10.45, it's certainly worth its price several times over.

At this rate, the job will be finished well within budget and well below what other tradesmen had quoted me. As I can't be there all the time to make sure that trusty Troy keeps up the pace, I've instructed the butcherbird to sit on top of the dropsaw and keep an eye on things.

 


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How many  $15.00 LUNCH SPECIALS  make a lawyer?

 

 

Our Chinese friends at Bomaderry are the most hardworking people we know. Just the two of them, with no extra help and no time off, they run their small  WELCOME Chinese   Restaurant  seven days a week, selling $15 Lunch Specials.

 

 

Yesterday, their daughter graduated as a lawyer! All those thousands of $15 Lunch Specials sold over so many years have finally paid off! And the parents could not be any prouder than they were at yesterday's graduation ceremony at the University of Sydney. What a happy family!

 

The parents took a day off - the first in many years - to attend the graduation

 

But there is more: their son Kelvin is also studying for his degree in Mechanical Engineering in a couple of years' time. Then, if his sister's lawnmower breaks down, he can fix it, and if he runs into trouble with the law, she can fix it. And if either of them feels hungry, they can go to their parents'  WELCOME Chinese Restaurant  for a $15 Lunch Special.

After all, that's were it all began. We hope they will never forget it!

 


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Monday, May 25, 2026

Bunt sind schon die Wälder

 

 

Autumn has also come to "Riverbend". With its cool nights and foggy mornings, it's not my favourite season, but the days are still sunny and warm and perfect for some energetic work.

 

 

And plenty of energy will be needed to frame up the new verandah with those heavy 150x75 and 150x50 beams, before the time-consuming work of laying the Merbau decking begins, one countersunk screw at a time.

 

 

Time for a last-minute breather under one of the rapidly leaf-shedding trees before I force my also rapidly muscle-shedding body into action.

 


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Sunday, May 24, 2026

Not a Pleasant Way!

 

 

We had stayed there several times before, and had always been happy with the service. This time all I saw was the top of a head huddled low over a computer keyboard.

No eye-contact, no "Hello", just a brusque "Your ID?" I presented my driver's licence which was scrutinised intensely by the head over the keyboard. Then some slow tap-tap-tap on the keyboard, followed by "Number of car?" Number of car? "Just one!" "No, NUMBER of car!"

I went outside to quickly look at my registration plate, and called it out to the huddled head. More slow tap-tap-tapping on the keyboard. Then the head emerged from behind the counter and went outside for what I thought was a double-checking of my registration number, but no, she - it was a "she" - had expected me, without saying a word, to follow her to the EXPRESS CHECK-IN BOX where my room key was waiting for me.

Handing me the key, she launched into rapid-fire instructions of what I must and must not do, when I must check out, and that I must not park my car in any spot other than the one marked with my room number.

I had to stop her a few times as I couldn't understand her accent. It had also been a long drive and a long day. and so I simply snatched the key from her hand and proceeded to my room. Her enunciation suddenly became very clear, "You are a racist! And have your hearing checked!"

Until she'd decided to use it as her reason for calling me a racist, I had not even noticed her darker complexion. What is the world coming to? Should I be grateful she's not filing a racial discrimination complaint?

When I came home, I found an email from the motel in which they invited me to "tell us about what you enjoyed or how we can improve your stay". I told them! Not that it matters as I won't stay there again!

 


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