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The world's best motor mag?
Practical Classics, for its content, overall layout and brilliant team of writers. There was a time when I dabbled in cars - and collected model cars. That time is long past although I still have the remnants of a model car collection. Practical Classics is about enthusiasm, fun, the ability to laugh at oneself and pride in a job well done. Humour plays a great part in the overall make-up of this magazine. It's one of the few truly democratic, non-class conscious publications to come out of Britain. If you enjoy the pleasures of motoring as it once was and delight in seeing man and woman overcome sometimes insurmountable odds as they struggle to put old cars back on the road, you'll love PC. Here you'll find (note the following was written in 1999 so the contributors have changed since ...) the incomparable Nick Larkin whose enthusiasm for old buses and everything else on four, two and sometimes six wheels knows no bounds. John Pearson, Russ Smith, Peter Simpson, Phil Bell, Brian Cox and the rest of the team give you many hours of reading in every issue, each of which usually runs out to over 200 colour-filled pages. After a few months, you'll feel as though the team are family members.

Well-known authors' appearances in (mostly) long-forgotten magazines.

The Australian Journal: January 1, 1935. (Supplied by Greg Ray. water_gums@bigpond.com )
Upfield's first contribution to this long-running magazine was the article "Joining up with Rafferty" (pages 31-34)

Page 100 - Editor's column: "In Passing".
And Now Meet Arthur Upfield
One of the most difficult things in the world is to find two people who laugh at the same thing. The story that Mr. Jones considers funny bores Smith to tears, while the joke that almost paralyses Mrs. Robinson with laughter falls as flat as a pancake when retold at Green's dinner table. And so we can't expect that everyone who reads Arthur Upfield's yarn, "Joining Up With Rafferty," will burst into roars of mirth; all we can do is hope that, like every other Journal story, it will entertain most of the people who read it. Tastes differ; it would be an impossibly monotonous world where everyone liked exactly the same things.

Although this is Mr. Upfield's first appearance in the Journal, he is of course, one of the best-known authors in Australia, and has half a dozen novels to his credit. Quite possibly you have read "The Sands of Windee," "Gripped by Drought," and "The Beach of Atonement," all of which had a very large sale throughout Australia. Pictured on this page is the man who wrote them, and here, in his own words, is an outline of his career:
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He Tells It This Way
"I was born in Gosport, England, where the 'Endeavour' was built. Like the 'Endeavour,' I came out to Australia. Landed in Adelaide at the innocent age of twenty-two - good heavens, I'm forty-six now ! - and marched off to a big stock and land agency with a bundle of credentials as big as a roll of newspapers. They all explained that I was a model young man, and the very chap to succeed by Perseverance, Punctuality and Strict Attention to Business.

"Well there was a job there for me all right, and the boss - a joker with a waxed moustache and the highest collar I ever saw; wonder it didn't choke him - told me to be there on Monday morning at nine sharp. But the more I thought of office work, the less I thought of it, if you understand what I mean. I went all cold on the notion of sitting at that desk from nine to five-thirty, with an hour off for lunch. So, without word to anyone, I went off into the bush, and left my boss-to lamenting. I'll bet he often wondered what the deuce happened to me.

"You can believe me when I tell you that there were plenty of times during the next four years when I wished myself firmly seated on that office chair, with my pay envelope waiting for me every Friday. For there I was, carrying my swag, getting jobs on stations here and there whenever I wore out my boots and wanted a new pair. Yes, I humped bluey for four years. Solid years. The more I think of 'em the solider they seem! None of the people who saw me marching along the road in those days thought to themselves; 'That chap's going to be an author some day; I'll give him a lift.' Not they; all they said was: 'I don't like the look of that bloke with the six weeks growth of beard, he's up to no good.' After a while I got on in the world and bought a push-bike. The word 'push' is the right one; I pushed it from Port Augusta to Pine Creek, if you know how far that is. And then I pushed it back again. That's my record; I haven't broken it since, and I haven't any intention of trying.

"I was on a pineapple plantation in Queensland when the Great War broke out, and I joined the A.I.F. in August, 1914, and put in the next four years keeping myself alive. I emerged at the other end of the war still whole, but without any medals. After the war I stayed in England awhile, working as private secretary to the head of a big ordnance plant, but I soon chucked it, and came back to Australia and the bush.

That was in 1920. I began to think I'd wandered enough, and that it was time I put in a little work. I tried droving, rabbiting, kangaroo-hunting, prospecting, opal-gouging and anything else that was going. In 1927 I migrated to W.A., and worked for four years on the longest fence in the world, the Number One Rabbit Fence. By this time I'd acquired a wife, a son and a taste for scribbling. In 1925 started writing in my spare time, working in camel carts, station kitchens, in tents, on tucker-boxes under the mulgas - anywhere I could use pencil and paper. I wrote six novels under those conditions, and had them all published. In addition, I've contributed to 'The Daily Mail', 'The Wide World Magazine,' 'Review of Reviews' and other well-known periodicals.

Now here I am in 'The Australian Journal.' Not a bad record for a swagman, eh?" #

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