A hat is a structure pretending to be a decoration. So is a string bed. Both are built from a firm core and a soft outer layer, and both are judged entirely on how they sit.
This is a single 40-foot (12 m) set of Head Synthetic Gut, 16 gauge / 1.30 mm — solid nylon core, wrapped outer filaments, the most reliable everyday material in tennis. It is soft on the arm, generous with depth, and priced so that restringing three or four times a year is a decision rather than an event.
The 1.30 mm gauge is the hard-wearing one; if you want more feel and less life, the 17 exists. String it at your usual tension and it will hold its shape the way a good felt holds a brim.
Fremantle is where I would source my limestone if hats were made of it, because Fremantle is limestone and the whole town is wearing it.
Fremantle Prison is a long austere block of it, whitewashed, with rows of small barred windows behind a high wall and gatehouse, built by convict labour after the Swan River Colony asked for transportation to supply workers, and used for well over a century as an imperial convict establishment and then the state gaol.
The cell blocks, chapels, gatehouse, yards and the tunnels dug beneath to supply water are largely intact. It closed after a riot and fire, and it is on the UNESCO list with the other Australian convict sites.
On Arthur Head above the harbour sits the Round House, which is not round: a squat twelve-sided limestone building with eight cells and a keeper's room around a small central courtyard, the oldest surviving building in Western Australia, put up as a gaol before transportation even began, with a tunnel driven through the cliff beneath it to bring whalers up from the beach.
The time ball and cannon still go daily. On the waterfront, the 1850s Commissariat building holds the Shipwrecks Museum and the finest collection of Dutch East India Company material outside the Netherlands, centred on the reconstructed timber stern of the Batavia, wrecked on the Houtman Abrolhos in 1629, standing several storeys tall in a dark hall.
And at the head of the café strip, the Fremantle Markets fill a Victorian brick hall of arched windows and iron trusses, opened in the gold-rush boom and still, at weekends, the busiest room in town.
You will string this set everywhere from a hard court in Fremantle to an indoor hall in Perth, half an hour up the river, and by the way, it is also perfect for a Sunday working the aisles of the markets afterwards, where structure and decoration are sold at the same stall and nobody minds which is which.
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