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Gentlemen of Leisure: A touch of cricket in the Maasai Mara

I was strangely invited to play in an annual cricket match held in Kenya’s Maasai Mara National Reserve last week. I say strangely because I haven’t played cricket since the under twelves. And I wasn’t much good then. But with the Cricket World Cup about to begin and a chance to visit one of the [...]

Up the Nile without a passport

Here is a hot tip. If you must have your passport stolen, try and do it in a country where you have consular representation. And if your passport does happen to be stolen in a vaguely obscure location — Kampala, let’s say — don’t let it happen on a weekend or the day after New [...]

Gentlemen of Leisure: Scammed by terrorists?

I’m pretty sure it was just a straight scam. But when there is a violent sectarian militant group involved, it is hard to be sure. To begin with, I should have been tipped off by the fact that he knew people in Wangaratta. Not that there is anything wrong with Wangaratta as such, but making [...]

Gentlemen of Leisure: False starts

In my defence I was very drunk. The fact that I was at a karaoke bar singing Africa by Toto will testify to this point. I am also compelled to reiterate that it came as an extreme shock and surprise to wake up and realise I had missed my flight to Johannesburg.

Gentlemen of Leisure: The weirdness of coming home

For most people, most of the time, coming home is an inevitable part of going away. But it still feels weird. Rafiq Copeland shares his recent homecoming experience.

Gentleman of Leisure: Leaving England

Rafiq Copeland bids farewell to England with a list of his favourite things about the country.

Gentleman of Leisure: Northumberland, where the racism and kebabs fly

I got into a fistfight in a kebab shop in Northumberland, says Rafiq Copeland, as he explains the racism and racial violence he encounters in Britain.

Gentlemen of Leisure: A pheasant spot of hunting

Rafiq Copeland heads off for a day of English pheasant hunting, even though he’s thirty years younger than everyone else and doesn’t wear tweed.

Gentleman of Leisure: Plymouth — like Geelong, but with worm charming

When I first arrived here, I jumped to the conclusion that Plymouth was basically Geelong – or more ,what Geelong would be like if it had reached the peak of its cultural significance in the Elizabethan period, writes Rafiq Copeland.

Gentlemen of Leisure: How many countries have you visited?

The worst thing about travelling? Having to deal with the colossal morons that are other travellers. Rafiq Copeland plays the one-up travel game.