I might as well add to the Finn bashing festival:
It was back in the mid 1950s, when a young Finnish man decided to migrate to Western Australia, promising his Mum faithfully that he would write to her regularly.
Off he went, & settled in to a small town in the Hills outside Perth, renting a small house.
The life agreed with him, & he enthusiatically told his Mum when he next wrote, that he was doing well & living in "the little house" in Mt Helena.
As sons do, he forgot to write regularly, & after a long time without hearing from him, she became anxious, & prevailed on another young man, who was also going to WA, to look up her son & remind him to write.
This lad promised to do so, & being a nice guy, immediately upon arriving in Fremantle, set out to perform his task.
After travelling in two chuffing steam trains, he finally alighted at the tiny Mt Helena Railway Station.
He asked one of the Railway blokes "Where is the little house?" & that worthy pointed at the "Dunny" perched at the far end of the platform.
"Weird", thought our hero, but after all, it was a foreign country.
Approaching the structure, he spied a bloke emerging from the door, & asked, "Are you Finnish?"
"Yes,mate"
"Then why don't you write your Mother?"
(I was a kid in Mt Helena in the 1950s, so when I first heard this joke, the image came to mind of the now defunct Railway Station)