Sunday
75 burgers. 8 Bruce Springsteen concerts. 6 flights. 15 trains. 4 car journeys. 8 queues. 100s Bruce Buds. 4 Grey Hairs. 2 inches. 1 dress size. 54 blog posts. 1 important burger chat. That’s the edited version for those tight on time. Have I really eaten that many burgers? I won’t talk about them all,…
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Friday
Imagine going to see a band you love. Imagine strolling up to the venue ten minutes before they come on stage, because you’ve been enjoying a leisurely drink in the pub beforehand. Imagine not having to conform to an orderly line, or not having to agonise over the number of wrist bands available. Imagine not…
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Sunday
How do you maintain your youthful complexion? It may sound like a question better suited to one of Hollywood’s glamorous A-listers as opposed to being the first thing I’m tempted to ask an emerging rock talent. Taking up his uncle Clarence Clemons’ spot in the E Street Band, Jake Clemons has been touring with Bruce…
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Tuesday
Following my burger disaster in Ella, I carried on travelling north in Sri Lanka to the historical city of Kandy. I arrived in Kandy late at night. It was raining, again, and I was hungry, again. During the eight hour train journey I’d been fantasising over all the dahl, fish curry, roti, and kottu I…
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Sunday
Ella is a little village in the heart of Sri Lanka’s hill country. It’s the place you come to to stretch your legs on long hikes, and wander around endless green hills, tea plantations and waterfalls. I didn’t want to come to Ella. I was travelling north from the coast of Sri Lanka heading to…
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