Well, not really. It’s just that the line from the Little River Band song has been going through my head all day… Twelve thousand miles is such a long way In this case, the singer is referencing the distance between Vegas and Sydney. But it works in reverse too. Australia is FAR! And although they […]

Deep into December 1969, I took the train into New York for my interview at Columbia University.  I remember walking up from the train station in Harlem, past the football field, onto campus where I was questioned by a recently graduated hipster completely unlike anyone I had previously encountered in the college application process.  I […]

After fearing for my life deep on the Great Barrier Reef, I find myself with Felice in what is known as the Red Centre, with Uluru right outside my window. If you’re wondering why I haven’t responded to your e-mail, it’s because I can’t log in, something to do with Windows and Australia and a […]

Only the good die young Tony Wilson would have had nothing good to say about Billy Joel. But he would have had an opinion. That was what was great about Tony, in world full of duplicity, Anthony was honest. And vibrant. And alive. But no more. I’m in shock. I guess on one hand I […]