Sandy's Say: Australian Place Names
What's in a name? Well if it's an Australian name there's the opportunity for some astonishing creative thinking, as Sandy James demonstrates. You could say there's the opportunity to create a whole new language.
Read, digest, be amazed!
"Quit yer Whalan, Winji Jimmi and come sit down by the fire with me an' Ranka," said Barrengary.
"Yeah, Watsonia mind?" What's the Mataranka asked?
"I have those Killabakh Paynes Crossing my body. It must be my Galstons playing up
again," replied Jimmi.
"Enough of this Doomben gloom. Ye Wanneroo? We've decided te Kukerin the coals, mate. We'll Albury what's left of it later. We don't want to leave any evidence even though they're only Kulin kangaroos round these 'ere parts anyway. The ranger's trying to get the number Lower, Plenty of these Hoppers Crossing back and forth. This is our third one this week. I can't believe what a Piggabeen," said Gary.
"We were Urliup on Monday, "added Ranka, "so we decided te Coolaroo in the Coldstream. A damn croc took a Great Australian Bight out of the roo and Torres Strait upstream with it. I was very Angourie. I was Yallingup the river, "Yagouna regret this ya bastard. I'll find out where Yaragir-gitate the bones and I'll Bangholme some shot into ya until ya Keralup and die. I'll Meekatharra mess of ya, mark my words."
"Yabarra be careful, Ranka," cautioned Gary. "Yer Erskine fer trouble. We're Woolooware that crocodiles are a protected species these days. The Commissioner's Flat out trying to prevent this Anakie. He's Trayning new police recruits as we speak. Only last week, in the newspaper, he boasted, "Wyalkatchem. Poachers Bherwerrre, we'll find you, no matter where you're Hyden. We intend to Mount Surprise raids. The arm of the law has a Longreach."
"I don't know why yer Worongary," said Ranka. "I'm Narrawarren about it again. I don't give a Flying Fox. I'm just Inverell of it really. He's Naracoorte me yet."
"Watarrka-fuffle there'll be if he does," remarked Jimmi.
"Can I offer Ubirr, Jimmi?" asked a Burpengary. We Coolum in the esky.
"I'd prefer a port or Wiangaree, thanks," replied Jimmi.
This made the others Karrakup.
Since when did you become such a Port Fairy?" they hooted.
It's your home brewed Beer - Wah, it's the worst I've ever tasted, Barwon, "said Jimmi." I've no idea what you put in it but, as far as I'm concerned, it tastes like Kakadu, makes your Wonglepong when you Wee Waa and is only good for chucking Innaloo antipodean the sink."
