Traditionally, Australians don’t have a lot to get excited about. There’s their innate genetic ability to bartend to celebrate, and their sensible policies on selling reusable bags at supermarkets, but that’s about it.

So when the third most famous Australian in the world after Rolf Harris and Bouncer from Neighbours – that’s Nicole Kidman – returns to Australia with the express intention to get married to that yodelling cowboy bloke, Australians everywhere have the right to feel their chest swell with pride. Which sort of makes up for them losing last night in the World Cup, but not really.