Being on tour can be confusing. With my appalling sense of direction I have often been lost in a motel room. The downside is that people are often offended when I am lost in their motel room and not mine. The upside is that every day is a new beginning for me.
Our Western Australia jaunt was a heap of fun. We’re just about dead from the amount of hospitality we were afforded over the week and the gigs were great. I particularly liked the re-furbished Esplanande hotel in Port Hedland. You can’t beat an old pub.
As I type I am sitting on the plane with our glorious and victorious Wallabies team fresh from their game last night and they look a bit tired. I know that because they’re asleep.