Everyone knows that Australia is filled with venomous snakes, man eating spiders, and millions of unruly drunken Cricket supporters.
You can't move for flies, you're obliged to wear full body armour against sunstroke, and if you dare venture anywhere near the sea you'll be torn to shreds by Great Whites.
So why is it so popular; especially with Brits. Well, I suppose it's the open spaces, the huge expanses of empty beaches, and an immigration policy that filters out criminals, loonies, and dim-wit couch potatoes.
It's not easy to become an Aussie, there's a strict points system for entry; not enough points, no chance, enough points, you're in. Even then the authorities might tell you where you have to live until you are considered a pukka Aussie.
My daughter, Tenpin, moved to Oz about 8 years ago, and her two boys were born there. My youngest son has recently been granted permission to reside, and arrived in Melbourne yesterday.
I would recommend it to everyone; if you have the right character and qualifications, it offers a lifestyle that is up with the world's best.
Photo of Tenpin and Finn on Great Keppel Island Qld (above), by kind permission of Lady Magnon.