The sacred relics of the beach holiday (feat. Kellogg’s Variety Packs)
From the brutal sibling wars over Coco Pops to the engineering genius of a perfectly packed Esky, these are the 20 humble objects that define our summer.
Opinion
January 9, 2026 — 5.30am
January 9, 2026 — 5.30am
The British Museum once held an exhibition called A History of the World in 100 Objects. The idea was that these objects – sometimes humble, sometimes priceless – told the story of humanity. I’d like to mount a more modest display. I’d call it _The Australian Beach Holiday in 20 Thing_s.
First up, as you entered my special museum, would be a glass cabinet featuring a set of Kellogg’s Variety Pack cereals. The purchase of these, in most families, marked the start of an Australian summer holiday. Sibling rivalry finally found its proper battlefield – squabbling over which child snaffled the Coco Pops and who got lumbered with the Sultana Bran. Best of all, the tiny box turned into a bowl, introducing a touch of magic to the humblest of holidays.
There a few key markers of the classic Australian beach holiday. Credit: Delyse Phillips
Next, inside the first display area in my museum, there’d be a display of thongs. No, not the ones that show off your bum. I mean the type that goes on your feet, one rubbery edge worn down to almost nothing, to facilitate the tight turn into the takeaway shop when you need some hot chips in a hurry. The pair of thongs we’d feature would be double-pluggers, of course, a nod to the fact that Australians have the need to traverse some rough terrain. Who wants a thong blow-out when you’re making your way to the nearest slice of heaven?
A pair of Speedos will be featured in an adjacent glass case, with photographs of the garment being worn in the wild. Museum visitors will be able to witness one of the stranger paradoxes of Australian masculinity: the more aged and decrepit the body, the briefer the swimwear. I speak, of course, of myself.
The braver among our visitors will then enter a curtained-off vestibule, with a warning sign about the sensitive nature of the artefacts within. There’ll be display cases revealing the perils of an Australian summer. On one wall: a lurid medical photograph of a foot ravaged by tinea – the infection caused by simply walking past the caravan park shower block. On the wall opposite: a citronella candle and a mossie coil, with a sign explaining their curious ability to attract, rather than repel, any passing swarms of mosquitoes. There’s a picture of a pie left too long in a pie-warming machine at the local municipal pool – along with a video of the shocking medical aftermath. Then, in this chamber of horrors, a diorama of children in the 1960s – those from the era before “Slip, Slip, Slap”. Visitors will be invited to pull a strip of Velcro from its backing so that they might hear a sunburnt child who, after a long day at the beach, was being removed from the vinyl seat of a 1969 Holden.