The Whacker is becoming a voice for the people. And why not? He can spot a furphy a mile off and certainly doesn&rs...

Have you ever wondered why the wool industry seems to spend most of its time struggling hand-to-mouth?...

Vanity is, in most cases, a curse. But from time to time even the Whacker is more than happy to strut his stuff. And wha...

 Some time ago, in the not-too-distant past, I may have bragged how the Whacker had become a master of modern techn...

The Whacker has worked hard, for a long time. And has been dreaming about his retirement for almost as long....

As my loyal readers will know I have voted Labor but once in my life. And that was only for reasons of self preservation...

The old Whacker has never been one to start rumours. But that doesn’t mean he’s not happy to help spread the...

Bull sales have always fascinated me. Not quite as much as ram sales, but in a delightfully different way. Because in a ...

The Syrians, the Egyptians, the Iraqis and Iranians might dominate the headlines as they go around blowing each other up...

Well Julia might have hit the campaign trail earlier than any Prime Minister who has gone before, but yours truly thinks...

First it was the big one, W, W, 2. And while our boys were doing the hard yards on the Kokoda, the Yanks were being over...

The old Whacker had a spooky trip into the future last weekend when one of the daughters invited us to the wild west as ...

The woman went globally viral for lining up Tony Abbott, branding him a misogynist and all sorts of other nasty things. ...

Stone those bloody crows. I used to think Americans were a bloody strange mob. And after their response to their latest ...

Forget the boat people, we’ve got bigger problems. Much bigger problems. And farming is a big part of the looming ...

When the Whacker was a little tacker, my old gramps still had some heavy horse on his property. And even today the meres...

The old Whacker put in a bit of time with the grandchildren over the Christmas break. Which this year, whoops, last year...

I might be a few days early – which the missus will tell you is nothing out of the ordinary – but happy New ...

As a little Whacker, Rolf Harris was something of a hero of mine. Albeit by default, sort of. And let’s be honest,...

Believe it or not, some of my best friends are farmers. And you might find it equally hard to believe but a lot of farme...