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The subject of Australia becoming a republic rather than having Queen Elizabeth II and her descendants as our head of state is never far from the headlines, it rears its ugly head with monotonous regularity, particularly when a federal election is pending. I make no bones about the fact that I have a passion for all things royal, so why not create our own monarchial system, a model unique to Australia.
A Royal Family could help unify the nation as they would be above politics, as are other modern royal families. Look at the way the crowds flock whenever Queen Elizabeth or any of her immediate family make a public appearance, and what wonderful ambassadors they are for Great Britain when travelling abroad. What of the Danish Royal Family and our own Crown Princess Mary, crowds flock to see her and Crown Prince Frederick at every opportunity……..I know, I am a crackpot! 🙂
Other than the selection of our first monarch the infrastructure is already in place. The monarch could reside in Yarralumla, the current residence of the Governor-General, whose position would become redundant. There are residences in every capital city for our current state Governors, these would become royal residences and the position of Governor would also become redundant.
The Prime Minster does not require two official residences so Kirribilli House could be sold, and when travelling interstate the Prime Minister could stay in one of the previous state Governor “royal” residences.
As for the Civil List or wages for the monarch, wages previously paid to the Governor-General would suffice, and for the Heir Apparent, wages equal to one of the former Governors, so no additional expense, in fact there would be a considerable saving.
What of the extended royal family, only the Heir Apparent and their immediate family would be funded by the Civil List, all other members of the Royal Family, including the siblings of the Heir Apparent, would have to earn their own way, although grace and favour residences in the various royal residences may be provided for the monarch’s children, for which they would contribute a nominal amount. These residences are already fully staffed so no additional expense.
All other grandchildren of the monarch would need to find their own way in the world once they become adults, no civil list and no additional “royal” residences.
As for royal security, the Governor General and the state governors already have security so no additional expense.
I am not talking about instituting a new “Honors” system, we already have one so why change it. No Knight or Dames, no aristocracy. The children of a monarch would be styled Prince or Princess, but not their children, only those of each consecutive Heir Apparent, and their children.
Should an Heir predecease the monarch and have no children, the next in line would become Heir with all the privilege and title that came with it. Naturally their children would also be elevated to Prince or Princess.
What about interstate and overseas travel, yes the federal government would have to meet the bill for that, but it’s not like they would be travelling overseas every week, and accommodation, again a minimal expense.
Royal ceremonies? No coronation just the swearing of an oath, royal weddings would be at the monarch’s own expense, official opening of parliament, come on we do need a little razzle dazzle. What about state banquets for overseas heads of state, we already have them. Crown jewels, back to the razzle dazzle, but nothing over the top.
Day to day travel, all state Governors have official cars and chauffeurs so nothing would change. There, I think I have everything covered, the only thing left is to order my straight jacket and private suite in the penitentiary.
I have had a lot of fun coming up with all this, quite harmless and not too serious. Have a laugh if you like, I have.
Published the Royal House of Mitchell
Retirement, what a lovely word, it gives ones sorry life a glimmer of hope. I am now on the downward spiral towards my retirement, 24 November 2023, the day after my 65th birthday, and while I do not want to wish my life away I am very much looking forward to that day.
But wait, what is that I read, Australia has an aging population, the governments welfare bill is spiralling, I have to work until I am 67, another two years, crap. What a dottering, grumpy old man I will be by then, 24 November 2025. I simply cannot imagine working beyond 65, but that is my reality. As for Brian, ha, he has to work until he is 70.
While I can see the government’s point of view, on the flip side won’t all of us oldies be taking work away from the next generation. Australia’s aging population may be on the rise but does that not mean that we have more younger people as well, which in turn then means more taxes for the government. Maybe we don’t have to work the older generation into their graves.
I have wonderful plans for my retirement, I will potter around with my racing pigeons which will take up most of my time, maybe a little volunteer work. Brian has told me that if I am not working and he is, did I say he has to work until he is 70, ha, that the housework, and the cooking, and the grocery shopping will be my responsibility, I can live with that. Oh and by the way I will not be tussling with the young ones at the supermarket during late night or weekend trading, I want to shop in peace, during the day, nothing worse than shuffling behind someone elderly.
I will have nine years to do my own thing at my own pace, Brian had better make his own plans for his retirement, don’t think you are cramping my style buddy, do your own thing. Oh and by the way, when you retire we can share the housework and the cooking, after all I will almost be a fossil by then, and you will be looking after me. Double ha!
Then again there is always the possibility of winning lotto, one can only hope. In that case I would retire in a heartbeat, Brian can do what he likes. Then of course the other possibility is that Brian lands a dream job and can afford to keep me in the style to which I would like to become accustomed. Dream on.
In my humble opinion the people of South Australia got it wrong, another four years with a Labour government, I am dumbfounded. How can a political party that has received the majority of the primary vote in the last two state elections not be in power, preference votes that’s how. I am dead set against preference votes, the primary vote should be the only one that matters. It makes a farce of our political system as the average person I believe would have no idea where their preference votes are going. Get rid of them. The bottom line, whichever political party wins the majority of seats by primary vote should govern. Better luck to Steve Marshall and the Liberal Party next time.
I have not had much to say about the missing Malaysia Airlines fight MH370 but my heart goes out to all those families with missing loved ones. I think the world has to accept the fact that these people are gone, families are shattered, the chances of recovering the bodies are slim. I can only imagine what the families are going through, no remains to bury, no closure, just a festering hole in their hearts that can never mend. The feelings of helplessness must be overwhelming.
There is quite a hullabaloo in Australia today as our Prime Minster Tony Abbott has reintroduced the Australian Honors System, thus allowing for pre-eminent Australians to become either Knights or Dames in the Order of Australia. I am sure there are much more important things to get upset about Australia, I will never become a Knight but if I did I would be the proudest of Australians to be recognised in such a way by my country. Build a bridge and get over it.
Today is the 27th birthday of my third son Blake. Blake has not had the best of years but he is strong, stronger than he even thinks, and he has come through all the crap not unscathed but hopefully wiser. I know you have a wonderful life ahead of you my son, you are an amazing person and I am very proud to be your father.
A bit of background about Blake, he is a published poet, and has managed his own wrestling organisation for a number of years. He has worked with some of the greatest wrestlers of the modern era, men like Raven, Hardcore Holly and Al Snow to name just a few, and he has met many more. He is a young man who had a dream and followed it, sometimes with success and sometimes not, but such is life. Blake has certainly never been what I call a gonna, I am gonna do this and I am gonna do that, Blake has done it and can be proud of what he has achieved. He is only 27 years old, what an amazing life is yet to come.
2014 has not started quite as I planned. Things started to go array when I tried to move the Pavlova I made from the baking tray to the serving plate, it just started to collapse. What to do, I placed that Pavlova in the fridge for Brian and I to scoff another day, and called him to buy me a Pavlova shell on the way home from work.
Off we went to Jo and Kate’s, what a lovely night, lasagna for dinner and Pavlova for dessert, great company, a thoroughly enjoyable evening. After dinner all bar me went for a dip in the pool, I do not do water. As a child a friend jumped on me when I was at the beach and I have had a fear of water ever since, I can’t swim and I never shall.
As the night wore on I could see that Brian’s back was playing up and I knew we would be home before midnight, sure enough the inevitable happened and while I was disappointed, in the end it all turned out for the best.
No sooner were we in the car and I started to get the most terrible stomach cramps, it was a long drive home. Everywhere I turned there were cars and pedestrians blocking my way and the cramps were getting worse.
We arrived home none to soon and I made a dash for the toilet, and that is where I sayed for the next 30 minutes or so, I then collapsed on the lounge and drifted off to sleep. This morning the cramps and the diarrhea are gone and my weight is down to 95.5 kilograms. Every cloud does have a silver lining 🙂
Happy New Year!