Dear Aussie,

We’re here with you, all the way to the moon and back.

You are strong. you are smart, you think of other people. That’s what we love about you.

You know this track, this trail, this road, this place like the back of your hand. Every curve, every roundabout way of breaking records, and making them. You’ve done it all your life. Let’s get this thing done together, kiddo.

If you’re burning up the track, our flaky pastry, then you’re doing what you’re supposed to do.

Remember this: England might be your mate, but we’re the ones who survived a country and lived to tell the tales.

You’re the winner here. We’re the winners here. Come on Aussie.

Love,

Aunty.

P.S. Sorry Chuck. Sometimes we gotta show a bit of National Pride, for all our kids overseas. The magic word is “Yet”, and “yet” is what we are going to do to win. ” Yet, I… can” “Yet, I will.” “Yet, I did”.