After 5 years I have finally moved from Paritai Drive. While the house was great (and large), it was time to move, and sample the delights of living somewhere else.
Some great times were had there, and lasting memories of other incidents persist as well. The flooding, the motocross bike incident, the guest chefs, the P-lab explosion across the road, the great parties, the BBQs, the pony (those who were at my 30th will know what I mean), breaking the floor, the unscheduled visitors…the list goes on!
A housewarming party never did eventuate, but I’m sure this was made up for in many other ways. The amount of Wild Turkey and Thai green curry consumed would be unparalleled.
I’ll miss you.
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11 responses to “Moving. Oh the joys.”
Two of the flatties are now married!
…and another has a child 🙂
Almost forgot – one of the funniest times ever – Ben coming out of to the lounge singing ‘I love fruit toast, I love fruit toast’
(an in joke for those in the know…)
you will never guess what i am eating and (still) loving while reading this.. thats right fruit toast, not fructose 🙂
The weird sound of the hose running at early hours of the morning!
Had forgotten about that…
A certain someone rinsing down the outside of the taxi they’d arrived home in with the hose after the contents of their night’s endeavours exited stage left all over the side of the taxi.
Ahh yes… Karl, and the car rolling out the garage into the neighbours house incident, where I seriously thought I had enough strength to stop it while standing behind yelling F**CK@! at the top of my voice….
Who’s car was that? Must have missed that episode…
A pony? A motocross bike? Explosions? Can’t have been boring living there.
looking for any new flatties?!
I wanna know more about the pony!