Memphis
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When The Saints Go Marching In
There’s an old joke that nobody ever travels by train in America. And outside the commuting zones of the big cities it’s largely true. Yet as I arrive at Memphis’ Central Station at just after 0530 on a Sunday morning, there a handful of people are already lining up to board the service South to…
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Don’t Believe Me? Just Watch.
A friend once described Memphis as “just another Southern town”. And in many respects, he was right. There aren’t scores of skyscrapers dominating the downtown area, and some of the side streets can seem dead after sunset. But then, there’s always Beale Street. In fairness, this photo doesn’t do it justice. Certainly on visuals, this ain’t…
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Blues and Choo Choos
NIGHT SIX – 25th March 2011 It’s time to bid farewell to Memphis, but before I leave, a visit to BB King’s Blue club on Beale Street, owned by the great man himself. he’s not playing tonight, but his house band are pretty good : DAY SEVEN – 26th MARCH 2011 I’m not quite sure…
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Elvis and the other King
DAY 6 – 25th MARCH 2011 Today I shared something with Cher. I am neither a gypsy, tramp or thief – though the furry taste on my tongue this morning might have meant any of those. No, today was all about Walking in Memphis. And with my height, I was hardly ten feet of the Beale.…
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God’s Own Country (and Western)
DAY 5 – 24th MARCH A relatively early start today for the 400 mile drive to Memphis. After my earlier experiences with driving from the airport, I wasn’t especially looking forward to it. But Axel’s looked after the hire car well – and I drive it from the car park to the front of the hotel.…
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