women cook, men BBQ (and billy tea)

Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled
"You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me"

one thing that's certain about tossing a bunch of hardened criminals to ferment on an island/continent, and leaving them to their own devices, is you are unlikely to get clubs of teabag collectors or doily crocheters.

rather you get real man tea! burn-yourself-to-a-beetroot-red-if-you-mess-up-tea, hard core knock a roo over the head with that tea, BILLY TEA!

Polly doesn't put the kettle on this one, in fact, Polly better clear of and get her man a cold one before she looses her eyebrows.

this is is the tea version of the BBQ, and its easy to get right if you have the cahanes (not sure how you spell those).
1. simply hook a billy (can with handle) filled with water over a fire, bring to a boil
2. throw a fistful of tea leaves into the billy
3. let it simmer around for couple of minutes
4. extricate billy from fire using welding gloves, rags, wifes old skirt, whatever stops you melting.
4. (now for the fun) to get your tea leaves to the bottom of the billy, and easy to pour off, start swinging the boiling hot tin in a large arc, hoping that newton had it right and let the centrifugal force keep the brew in the pot.

pour into fine china HOOHA!