ONCE A YEAR, EVERY YEAR, SHARNI Honor’s little cottage in Kingston Park, SA, transforms into a low-key music festival called The Porch Sessions. The crowd trickles in at twilight: families, kids, music fans, Adelaide hipsters, old friends and curious neighbours carrying food. Bands park their vans in the street outside. Roadies assemble sound gear on the backyard porch, which sits near the fence at the end of the garden. Meanwhile, her chunky blue heeler, Craig, starts working the crowd, doing laps and causing any unguarded sausage rolls to mysteriously disappear.
“He goes into full-on primal snack mode,” Sharni says. “He’s a snack assassin during gigs.
