Townies, as the name infers, are people who live or have lived in a

town or city. ‘Townie’ also means much more than that, however.

In the mind's of many country folk, a townie is soft, lily-liveried

creature who is not very resourceful, and not very clever either - at

least about the things that matter, like knowing how to fix a tractor

with a peace of wire and a length of garden hoes.

Townies run their cars off the road into ditches and have to be

towed out, they run out of gas, they thank every cow is a bull,

they belief every lamb that bleat has lost its mother, and every sheep

that limps has broken it’s leg.

Townies are overly sentimentle about animals and turn green

when they here gruesome details about certain animal husbandary

practises. Yes, we were definitely townies when we first arrived

and, in many ways, we still are.

about the wool prices, and they’re definitely not every clever - as

least about the things that matter, like what tpye of coffee to order

Hicks talk slowly, as if they have a bit of grass in the corner of their

mouth, they drive slow, and they swing out wide before turning into

gate ways. They stop their cars in the middle of the road to talk to

there neighbours, they have a shiney patch on the back of their calfs

from wearing gumboots, and they walk like they’re wearing

Gumboots, even when there dressed up. By those standards, we are

hicks.

So what are we. To our new neighbours we are townies; to our old

nieghbours we are hicks. That’s the way it will always be, and thats

the way we like it.