From time to time it sends us useful things-opals, merino wool, Errol Flynn, the boomerang-but nothing we can't actually do without. Series it made that we watched with avidity was Skippy. Its sports are of little interest to us and the last television Grows by a larger amount each year-and its place in the world economy is consequently peripheral as an economic entity, it ranks about level with Illinois. Its population, just over 18 million, is small by world standards-China Australia is after all mostly empty and a long way away. The fact is, of course, we pay shamefully scant attention to our dear cousins Down Under-not entirely without reason, of course. This seemed doubly astounding to me-first thatĪustralia could just lose a prime minister (I mean, come on) and second that news of this had never reached me.

No trace of the poor man was ever seen again. On my first visit, some years ago, I passed the time on the long flight reading a history of Australian politics in the twentieth century, wherein I encountered the startling fact that inġ967 the prime minister, Harold Holt, was strolling along a beach in Victoria when he plunged into the surf and vanished. My thinking is that there ought to be one person outside Australia who knows.īut then Australia is such a difficult country to keep track of. I am forever doing this with the Australian prime minister-committing the name to memory, forgetting it (generally more or less instantly), thenįeeling terribly guilty. Flying into Australia, I realized with a sigh that I had forgotten again who their prime minister is.

Under a sunburned country