A Saturday Election Day, near closing time, and like good Aussie democrats, we’d been shopping all day. So it was a pedalled panic that brought us finally to the polling station, in time to avoid the fine for abstention (voting is compulsory here). “My bike’s over there,” stated the Green Party canvasser keen to show
Tag: South Australia
“What do you mean, twenty-eighth of December? Proccie Day is the twenty-sixth, right?” “Wrong. You’ve been cheated out of a holiday,” I replied.
Dr D in Oz 