The Shark, or why London is not Adelaide

It became clear very quickly, and of course I knew already, that London is not Adelaide, or even Sydney or Melbourne. It wasn’t the swarming crowds, or the multiculturalism or pound shops or even the weather (about the same at the moment). Neither was it the grown, some would say overgrown, men sporting Premier League

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Travels with a Tele or why Australia is not America

I love my Thinline Fender Telecaster guitar. It goes wherever I go. Over the years I’ve learned that the way airport security deal with musical equipment says a lot about the country. Will they let you take it in the cabin, store it in Business for you, charge you extra, roll out the red carpet

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