Happy Australia Day to you all.
As some of you will be aware, I have searched high and low this week for a flannel shirt. All I have found is dissapointment and anguish where flannel shirts should have been.
I have come to realise what a sad reflection it is on our country, that flannel shirts are no longer now readily available, especially in "Australia Week".
What happened to the good old days where everyone loved flannel, and the beloved shirts could be found in any number of stores? I'll tell you what happened. Australian men got soft. As soft as their moisturised hands and their Pantene Pro V massaged hair. The same way a flannel shirt used to proudly hang from the racks, these days those same racks are home to all things fluro.
I blame not only the youth of Australia, but also the government of this country. I blame the media, I blame metrosexuals.
In what is supposed to be our proudest week as a nation, I feel ashamed and disgusted. I can only hope that flannels somehow make a return to our shelves by the time the greatest day of the year rolls around, Anzac Day.
That is all.
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