This time reciting the complete Digger Smith, a very moving story in rhymed ballad verse written by C J Dennis during the last months of World War One.
Digger Smith was, of course, one of The Sentimental Bloke's mates.
It is a lovely two-record set from my Collection and a true Rarity.
So rare that I am certain that the only place you will ever see it is right here on the Forum.
Included in this boxed set is a libretto with some verses reproduced.
It all makes for a wonderful display item.
The fact that Festival Records and Chips Rafferty would go to the trouble of producing this beautiful boxed record set featuring the The Spoken Word demonstrates to me what a truly patriotic, happy, unified and cultured society Australia was back in those good times. A proud country with a true National Identity that many Diggers gave their lives for.
.. from A Digger's Tale.. (Digger Smith had just spun an unlikely yarn about Australia to the Society Lady in England who was hosting him..)
"I baulks a bit at that; an' she sez, 'Well,
There ain't no cause at all for you to feel
Modest about the things you 'ave to tell;
An' wot yeh say sounds wonderfully reel.
Your talk'--an' 'ere I seen 'er eyelids flick--
'Makes me 'omesick.
"'I reckerlect,' she sez--'Now, let me see--
In Gippsland, long ago, when I was young,
I 'ad a little pet Corroboree,'
(I sits up in me chair like I was stung.)
'On its 'ind legs,' she sez, 'it used to stand.
Fed from me 'and.'
"Uv course, I threw me alley in right there.
This Princess was a dinkum Aussie girl.
I can't do nothin' else but sit an' stare,
Thinkin' so rapid that me 'air roots curl.
But 'er? She sez, 'I ain't 'eard talk so good
Since my child'ood.
"'I wish,' sez she, 'I could be back again
Beneath the wattle an' that great blue sky.
It's like a breath uv 'ome to meet you men.
You've done reel well,' she sez. 'Don't you be shy.
When yer in Blighty once again,' sez she,
'Come an' see me.'
"I don't see 'er no more; 'cos I stopped one.
But, 'fore I sails, I gits a billy doo
Which sez, 'Give my love to the dear ole Sun,
An' take an exile's blessin' 'ome with you.
An' if you 'ave some boomerangs to spare,
Save me a pair.
"'I'd like to see 'em play about,' she wrote,
'Out on me lawn, an' stroke their pretty fur.
God bless yeh, boy.' An' then she ends 'er note,
'Yer dinkum cobber,' an' 'er moniker.
A sport? You bet! She's marri'd to an Earl--
An Aussie girl."
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We believe that Visitors will leave the unique Australian Cultural Centre with a true understanding and love of their own country and say, "Wow! I did not realise that Australia being such a young country has done all of that".
I will let Digger Smith express his thoughts...
"Beauty," sez Digger, sudden-like,
"An' love, an' kindliness;
The chance to live a clean, straight life,
A dinkum deal for kids an' wife
A man needs nothin' less. . . .
Maybe they'll get it when I go
To push up daisies. I dunno."
"Dreamin'," sez Digger Smith. "Why not?
There's visions on the hill.". . .
Then I gets up an' steals away,
An' leaves 'im with the dyin' day,
Dreamin' an' doubtin' still. . . .
Cobber, it's up to me an' you
To see that 'arf 'is dream comes true.
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As Bill says ... "it's up to me an' you..... "
That includes all patriotic financial ABPA Members, as well as random lunch-eaters visiting here.
At The Australian Cultural Centre Project we rely on our own resources (time and money) and like Digger Smith, we have our own "vision on the hill".
We intend somehow to make as much of Digger Smith's Australian dream come true as we can... especially for those generations yet unborn. That is of course if Time, the great Enemy, does not beat us... and we find ourselves as Digger Smith said, "pushin' up daisies" first. And there are people who would be more than happy to see that fate befall us.

Yep, it's up to all of us here ... to do our bit.