My last full day in Australia and a tribute, of sorts, to one of my heroes as a kid and my third favourite Australian (behind Richie Benaud and Donk from Crocodile Dundee). Rolf Harris.
The basis behind my excursion to Adelaide was that it was the remaining one from five of the traditional Australian Test Match venues on the list yet to have visited. At MCG, SCG and The Gabba I was fortunate enough to have been present for a match. At the WACA in Perth I got to the museum and after some begging was allowed into the ground. At the Adelaide Oval, I just missed the guided tour, but was allowed to bowl around the arena, taking care not to disrupt any of the renovations going on around me. Which was nice.
I’m doing my best to stay out of pubs and the nearby McLaren Vale Wine Tours. So having seen most of the South Australian state capital and with a few moments to spare before my bus tonight, I thought I’d take a leaf out of Rolf’s sketchbook and have a bit of a dawdle.
Um-chuck-aha-chook-a-um-chuck-aha…..