I was in my late teens when I set my heart on rounding out my education at Oxford University before, as I then supposed, I returned to the family sheep farm. Why would an Australian farm boy want to enrol in Oxford? Let me recall the Australia of my childhood and adolescence, an integral part of what the British Empire. Not that we felt ourselves inferior to the mother country. As our passports proclaimed, we were Australian citizens and British subjects, different sides of the same coin.