I didn’t know I was a Pom until I was almost 60. I was born in central Qld, lived in the far north for all of my formative years, and knew my father had been brought to Aus by his parents when he was six.
In those days, citizenship was a strangely vague thing. We were all British subjects, and the old fella was Australian, there was no need to declare citizenship. He voted, fought and paid taxes as an Australian, and when immigration stuff changed some time in the sixties I think, he was simply considered to be Aus. Had he applied for one he would have been given an Aus passport.
Then I discovered that because he was a Pom, married to my mother at the time of my birth, and I was born before 1960, I too am a Pom!
I had no say in it, I just am, and I must admit that given my current life it’s a bit handy from time to time.
Apparently 50% of Australians were born elsewhere and therefore are technically citizens of another country.
How many of us cannot run for Parliament? (Well Mick’s not even Aus! )