THE LAST WORD... ‘ The will of most Aus­tralians is on mar­riage’ the side of same-sex


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“AT all events, I think those who op­pose (mar­riage equal­ity) will find, as has hap­pened in Bri­tain, that their ob­jec­tions were base­less. The institution of mar­riage is stronger and quite un­harmed, and no priests or min­is­ters or imams were forced to marry cou­ples against their be­liefs. All is well.

It’s a huge and blessed thing for those mar­ry­ing and a small, ob­vi­ous and nat­u­ral thing for the state to en­dorse it.

I think it’s in­evitable (here). The tide of history and the will of most Aus­tralians is on the side of same-sex mar­riage. I adore Aus­tralia. Ob­vi­ously I would say that, but it’s true.

The unique blend of lar­rikin and so­phis­ti­cate; the shared (with Bri­tain) wry, dry, la­conic and ironic hu­mour … the un­be­liev­ably good qual­ity of food, wine and cof­fee. My favourite part? Are you in­sane? You know per­fectly well that I can’t favour one city with­out earn­ing the wrath of the oth­ers.

I’ve al­ways had itchy feet. Wan­der­lust, the Ger­mans call it. It’s pos­si­ble it has some­thing to do with grow­ing up deep in the ru­ral fast­ness of East Anglia in Eng­land, but I don’t know if that ex­plains it.

‘To travel hope­fully is bet­ter than to ar­rive,’ Brown­ing said. I think it was Brown­ing. And that’s how I feel. On top of that, it’s the sim­ple priv­i­lege of see­ing dif­fer­ent cul­tures and civil­i­sa­tions.

While film­ing my new se­ries, I was sit­ting with a group of teenage foot­ball play­ers in the Hon­duran cap­i­tal Tegu­ci­galpa, one of the most mur­der­ous cities on Earth, talk­ing about how foot­ball was help­ing lift them out of the gang cul­ture they grew up in.

On a hap­pier side to th­ese as­ton­ish­ing coun­tries, their an­i­mal and plant life never ceases to amaze me. I was stand­ing be­side a gi­ant tur­tle – and the word gi­ant is very, very ap­pro­pri­ate – watch­ing her lay eggs in the sand dunes on a re­mote beach near the Pana­ma­nian-Columbian border.

That huge an­i­mal skit­tered along the same beach af­ter be­ing hatched 25 years ear­lier, es­caped preda­tors against all odds, and made it to the ocean, where it lived all those years be­fore some as­tound­ing in­stinct drove it back all the way to that ex­act stretch of sand to lay her own eggs.

They say when trav­el­ling you should keep your nose to the wind and your eye to the sky­line. I’m rather hope­less and in the jour­ney through life I tend to keep my eyes down on my feet.

I’ve never been much of one for plan­ning ahead. I love the sur­prise of new ideas that might come to me or new of­fers that come from else­where.”

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