Scots’ Church, Melbourne

I managed to avoid being signed up as a member of the kirk, but only just. A very polite gentleman of Scottish descent with a determined mien and pen and paper in hand met my friend and me at the door. Somehow we managed to shake him off. Some other chappie took us up into the organ’s innards. It was impressively clean. Apparently you have to keep an organ’s innards absolutely spotless for it to sound good. The young man who abandoned his jandals in order to play the organ is Thomas, who is studying Performance Music at Victoria University, Wellington. I don’t think that there are a lot like him around. (His shoes had suede soles).