No, Duck, porter was a dark beer, sort of in between beer and stout.
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Wongawilli
Searching for cattle - we first came this way,
From Talbingo township took many long days
To cut through the scrub till we found a good claim
And we called it the Rum and Raspberry.
The rumours went out and thousands poured in;
A handful grew rich while many grew thin.
They all hoped to find their own patch of ground
As rich as the Rum and Raspberry.
Chorus:
Oh but it's hard, cruel and cold
Searching Kiandra for nuggets of gold;
An ounce to a bucket - we'll all sell our souls
For the taste of the Rum and Raspberry.
At first it was summer, we all thought it grand;
No shirts on our backs as we sluiced and we panned -
But then came the snow and the westerly blow
And there's ice down the Rum and Raspberry.
Chorus: Oh but it's hard ...
Jimmy McGrath, he worked hard and worked long
Ready to smile or to sing us a song,
But then he struck gold and was found dead and cold
Down in the Rum and Raspberry.
Chorus: Oh but it's hard ...
I'll work out my time and I'll stay out of strife,
Save all me tin to send home to me wife
And when me time's done, I'll leave on the run
And to hell with the Rum and Raspberry.
Chorus: Oh but it's hard ...
But to hell with the Rum and Raspberry!
Searching for cattle - we first came this way,
From Talbingo township took many long days
To cut through the scrub till we found a good claim
And we called it the Rum and Raspberry.
The rumours went out and thousands poured in;
A handful grew rich while many grew thin.
They all hoped to find their own patch of ground
As rich as the Rum and Raspberry.
Chorus:
Oh but it's hard, cruel and cold
Searching Kiandra for nuggets of gold;
An ounce to a bucket - we'll all sell our souls
For the taste of the Rum and Raspberry.
At first it was summer, we all thought it grand;
No shirts on our backs as we sluiced and we panned -
But then came the snow and the westerly blow
And there's ice down the Rum and Raspberry.
Chorus: Oh but it's hard ...
Jimmy McGrath, he worked hard and worked long
Ready to smile or to sing us a song,
But then he struck gold and was found dead and cold
Down in the Rum and Raspberry.
Chorus: Oh but it's hard ...
I'll work out my time and I'll stay out of strife,
Save all me tin to send home to me wife
And when me time's done, I'll leave on the run
And to hell with the Rum and Raspberry.
Chorus: Oh but it's hard ...
But to hell with the Rum and Raspberry!
That's really impressive, RJ - rum and raspberry and gold all in the one poem, but what is the name of the drink?
snakebite
Wongawilli?
Not snakebite, although that would make sense for the rum based version, or Wongawilli.
The name is a bit more literal, considering what the drink might look like.
The name is a bit more literal, considering what the drink might look like.
Bodgie Blood?
headbut
Paul
Raspberry Ale
Bodgie blood is getting there, Raspberry ale is a bit too literal!
Redhead ale
Hey Duck, redhead ale is getting there - but remember the name has to cover the rum based version as well as the beer based one.
Hint: it had something to do with the person who served it.
Hint: it had something to do with the person who served it.
Bulls blood
More about barmaids than bulls
That's a pretty big hint, considering the original question, because it brings Google back into play.
maidens blood?
No, not maiden's blood
Barmaid - rum and raspberry?
barmaid's blood? just guessing now
gotcha now.... barmaid's blush
That's it, RJ.
Barmaids blush: beer and raspberry or port and lemonade as well as rum and raspberry. The oldest reference I could find was from Tasmania in the late 19th century, and the meaning of the term was also considered by the Western Australian Full Court in 1912, counsel suggested it might refer to a barmaids intoxicating smile! You might like this excerpt from Bill Bowyang in the Townsville Daily Bulletin 22 August 1938:
Just then a townle bloke, hatless, wearln a black sports shirt with sleeves chopped on at the elbow, sportln a wristlet watch, an wearln a pair of grey flannel strides with hips big enough for a publicans wife, taperin in under the knees, swellin out like a balloon an just showin the tips of his shoes, bowls over to me an says. Have a drink, Bushie. Ex cusin meself for not refusin, I calls for a double rum an sinks it neat, while the toff is drinkln a ladles waist of barmaids blush. Knowin In me heart its Have another, and not Come an have a drink, that keeps me on me hocks in the ashes, I says, Give it a name. He has his beer and raspberry again to make bis breath smell pretty, an I sticks to me giggle soup.
Bill Bowyang was the pen name of journalist Alexander Vindex Vennard (1884-1947), who had an interesting life.
Barmaids blush: beer and raspberry or port and lemonade as well as rum and raspberry. The oldest reference I could find was from Tasmania in the late 19th century, and the meaning of the term was also considered by the Western Australian Full Court in 1912, counsel suggested it might refer to a barmaids intoxicating smile! You might like this excerpt from Bill Bowyang in the Townsville Daily Bulletin 22 August 1938:
Just then a townle bloke, hatless, wearln a black sports shirt with sleeves chopped on at the elbow, sportln a wristlet watch, an wearln a pair of grey flannel strides with hips big enough for a publicans wife, taperin in under the knees, swellin out like a balloon an just showin the tips of his shoes, bowls over to me an says. Have a drink, Bushie. Ex cusin meself for not refusin, I calls for a double rum an sinks it neat, while the toff is drinkln a ladles waist of barmaids blush. Knowin In me heart its Have another, and not Come an have a drink, that keeps me on me hocks in the ashes, I says, Give it a name. He has his beer and raspberry again to make bis breath smell pretty, an I sticks to me giggle soup.
Bill Bowyang was the pen name of journalist Alexander Vindex Vennard (1884-1947), who had an interesting life.
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