Hi Robyn. Regards to you and Mitch.

@Pamela and rude guest - where do I start?

Here... This is the Mudcat Cafe, a site devoted to folkmusic and folklore, blues and related matters. Posts above the line (where we are now) usually have relevance in these areas. There is an assumed etiquette involved where polite questions receive polite answers, regardless of varying opinions.

If you wish for a more vigorous debate, go below the line to the BS section of the 'cat where you will meet greater levels of invective on widely diverse topics, politics, religion, sex, whatever you like.
That's what it's for.

Start your own thread!

This thread is about Ned Kelly's belated funeral (or was when it began) leading to other questions about his life and times, presumably clicked on by persons interested.
(Why do I feel as if I'm talking to children?) No answer came the stern reply...

So possums, if scatalogical (anonymous!) insult is the best you can do, then I suggest you go and sit on your own dunnies until you've quite relieved yourselves, then check them 'roos of yourn in th' top paddick.
And while yer there, you can chop it out, have a roll in yer own dipper, wake up t' y'self and stick it where the sun don't shine, ok?

You are rude, cowardly, stupid and ill-informed.

I say again, GROW UP!!!

I leave you with a small piece of Australian folklore to ponder

DEEP FLOWS THE RIVER
DEEP AS OUR ROOTS REACH FOR IT
FEEDING US, ANGRY AND STRIVING
AGAINST THE BLINDNESS
SHIP-FED SEAS BRING US FROM COLDER CLIMES

HOPING IF STILL FROM DESERTS
THE PROPHETS COME
SUCH SAVAGE AND SCARLET
AS NO GREEN HILLS DARE
SPRINGS IN THIS WASTE...