I came across Sally when she was working for Nightowl. We worked together on a complex outdoor Anzac Day concert in Queensland and we had to do everything – publicity, promotions, travel, accommodation, production, client liaison – the works. Sally was great. On any number of occasions she could have, quite reasonably, spat the chewie and no-one would have blamed her. But she didn’t – and in delivering everything her organisation promised, she earned my respect, admiration and affection. There’s always a seat for Mustang Sally in the Vagabond Crew’s Tarrago.