Brexit is doubtless a cause for consternation, to say nothing of humiliation, in Brussels and Strasbourg. But to Australian eyes it looks like a splendid opportunity. We are here, lonely guys in the Pacific, waving to the EU. "Helloooo. Can we join your club? Come to your party? A Eurovision second place (should have been first) must surely count for something!"
Remember that while Australia was claimed by Britain in 1770 and settled by her in 1788 the landmass known as New Holland was seen by the Dutch in 1605 - and possibly by the Portuguese 50 years earlier. If it weren't for Britain's crime problem Australians might have been raised on Edam cheese or peri-peri chicken instead of bangers and mash. 
In fact filet de boeuf en croute was very nearly Australia's founding national dish. The ill-fated French navigator Jean-Francois de Galaup La Perouse watched on from the deck of the Astrolabe, twirling his cravat, as Arthur Phillip moved his colony of criminals from Botany Bay to Sydney Cove. A few rounds of French musket shot and the Irish prisoners would have risen up against their English turnkeys.
If it were not for French incompetence - which the Turnbull government has recently rewarded with a $50 billion submarine contract - Australia would be French.
The Spanish, for their part, devised a plan to invade the British colony, sending an armada from Chile. Ahh, paella and Rioja!
English settlement was, in short, an accident. An embarrassment.
Australia has since evolved into an Asian-Pacific middle power with a multicultural population of tremendously gifted linguists, most of whom can order a coffee or a glass of wine in French or Italian; ask for directions (and misunderstand the answer); and depart with a breezy "andiamo" or "allons-y".
We drink more wine than beer, grow, make and export our olive oil (avoiding the Italian trick of exporting someone else's olive oil), and aspire to laid-back Greek work practices. Every fibre of the collective nervous system screams: "We have no affinity with England. We want to be European!"
And did I mention Eurovision?
A job application marked for Australia's membership of the EU would stress the following points:
Europe is faced with a refugee crisis not seen since the end of World War 11. Australia has the perfect solution: be really mean to them.
Have I mentioned Eurovision? The performances of Guy Sebastian and Dami Im not only bolster our application for EU membership - if we are at Eurovision we are, ipso facto, European - they lift the overall standards of that pop pageant. Eurovision does more for regional stability than NATO.
In the section of the EU membership application headed: "What can you offer Europe?" I would start with the fact that we are a bridgehead to Asia enjoying excellent relations with China and important regional partners Malaysia, Singapore and Indonesia. [on second thoughts that may not be entirely true]. At least Australia is a bridgehead to Asia enjoying excellent relations with Japan [though perhaps not after purchasing those French subs and trashing Tokyo's bid]. Perhaps it's safer to say Australia is a bridgehead to Asia enjoying excellent relations with India [though maybe not after the latest cricket imbroglio]. Australia enjoys excellent relations with Taiwan [is this even possible while toadying to China?]. So maybe we don't really enjoy excellent relations with anyone in Asia. At least we maintain a robust relationship with New Zealand by allowing the Kiwis to serially thump us at rugby.
Here is an inconvenient truth: Europe, Britain was never really into you. Australians, on the other hand, adore you. Every Australian wants to holiday in Positano; none covet a summer in Margate.
What's more, as a nation whose head of state remains the Queen of England we have never even known full independence so would meekly submit to the EU's wishes in all matters.
And did I mention Eurovision?