Here I am in the country (with the internet thank god) having a bit of Christmas nostalgia.
Christmas is a tough for one for me and my family. My family can’t understand why I am single, and what’s worse is they can’t fathom my disinterest in moving to the back of North Queensland and marrying the millionaire farmer. So this pressure has got me thinking – Could this actually be an option?
I thought I would be a little lonely this year as I have not had a single Christmas for some time, however on the contrary it’s been brilliant. Suddenly unknown country talent is making itself known to me whereas previously the country lads were not really on my radar. Country boys have a certain sexual ruggedness. I love my fellow Sydney man, however the men up here are a totally different breed. Admittedly there has been some communication breakdown as they obviously haven’t been told it’s a fashion crime to still wear High School football jerseys to the pub, however the nice thing is these boys just don’t give a shit. Sydney men seem to be so preoccupied, they are concerned with such minor and insignificant things that it is refreshing to chat these country boys.
Christmas Eve in my county town is awash with the mix of people who are from the cities who come home for the night, and all the farmers also come out, probably to catch a glimpse at some new talent. As a social experiment here in this small pub it is easy to pick the boys from the men. The strapping farmers open the door for you, give up their seat and insist on standing, and cross the room to ask you if you want a drink. The particular farmer that paid me this courtesy was 30, however, I am not so certain this could be said of his younger brothers. What I liked about him, apart from his great body and great tan, was that he was genuinely amazed at what I did, where I lived and what I had done with my life. I could not help but think it would be so easy to move back to the country and meet a lovely man, who would treat me like a princess and keep me happy till I was an old bag.
Deep down I know that in the past I probably could have married the farmer. From where I now stand this option looks so simple, so uncomplicated. No more bars, no more dating, no more shagging. Girls from my boarding school have done exactly this. They have kids now. They have verandahs and work on the garden on the weekend. So I guess is this it for us gals? Do we one day realise ‘tick tock’ and take the easy road? I just don’t know. We could probably all make a great life with this man. Maybe us city gals dismiss it too hastily. I mean country life is great, and you can always order clothes online.
All I know is that for something that seemed so abhorrent to me a while ago, now does not seem so bad. Is that bad? I poked fun at those verandah owners, now I think maybe I could have a verandah too. But at what cost? Am I shallow for even having these thoughts? I feel like a sell out for some reason. As they say ‘You can take the girl out of the country, but you can’t take the country out of the girl.’
January 10, 2008 at 1:37 am
I wouldn’t say a country romance was the easy road. Tanned & buff does sound great but I want a verandah, water, a network AND a great job.
Can we have it all please?
January 15, 2008 at 2:04 am
Ha,
as a country boy it’s funny your thoughts, I moved to the city 4 years ago primarily as I couldn’t meet anyone great out there. What amazed me when a new girl came to town, every guy my age new it. Then there was this heirachical thing, where depending on who you were, how long you’d been single, your age you were permitted to ask the girl out after people ranking higher than you had failed. Overall a weird social experiment and glad I fled back to the city… even though my heart is still out there. I’m sure you’d have no problems settling down in the country but the question would be ‘what would you do if you didn’t particularily like farming?”
January 15, 2008 at 12:50 pm
Tough call, I think it’s a bit of a case of the grass is greener on the other side. Will the apparent ease of settling into the country life still provide you with long term satisfaction of what you want to achieve in your life.
I could definitely move to the country as long as it was on the coast!
February 29, 2008 at 10:19 pm
You’re pretty good looking for a thoughtful girl from Down Under. I was born and raised in the country, and have lived in the city for 7 years. It’s a lot more stressful, but there are ways to cope with that… with the help of city girls, that is. Why don’t you move to St. Louis, USA and have it all?