I ran into Mooch today! At Bunnings of all places. I can’t believe he still lives in the area. I was buying a plank of pine, and he was two people in the queue in front of me. When I recognised him, I just slowly said “Andrew Murchie”, and he turned to look at me and luckily I could tell he recognised me straight away. We figured out that it has been nearly 10 years since we saw each other. He was gobsmacked when I told him that I was married and had a 5 year old son.
It was good to see him, and I could tell by the look on his face that he was remember the nights we spent together and the ensuing drama when HelloFrank found out that we were sleeping together – I dont think HelloFrank ever forgave me for that really, and I dont blame him. God we had some stupid fun times back then in that little dinky house on Birdwood Road. That was my doshouse experience all wrapped up right there. The holes in the wall, the bad cooking, the Thursday night dinners at the Carindale food court, hiding the holes in the walls from the landlords, the English chicks sunbaking in the middle of winter, the bottle collection in the dining room, and the deep freeze full of leftovers, the JWs on a Sunday morning, and Dell and his futon bed! Fuck we had so much fun, drank ourselves stupid and laughed like madmen.
You know I am kinda glad to report that things haven’t changed that much for me… only the faces have changed. Maybe I am not getting that old after all 🙂