Don't know why that song popped into my head right now, but it inspired me to think about something...
When I left Australia, some friends at work gave me a photo of my friends at my company that Trentini put together from a bunch of other photos that he got his dirty little hands on. As I walked in the door the other day, I saw this photo, and among all the sentimental feelings that one gets when one sees such a photo, I realised how many of the people in the photo don't work with me anymore.
So, here's the Honour Roll (nicknames used where possible to protect the innocent):
Lamb
GkT
Muz
Tackle
SimonR
Trentini
Big Sal
Koster
The Tweenies (expected as they were only students)
Rivet
Chisel
Dimpet
Sashi
JimD
Trowel
The ones that remain:
Wilson
Toshal
Jigs
Screwsy
J-Man
Whitty
Sprocket
Hammer
Mashy
Ando
So, to those who died in action - hope things are going well for you on the other side, and that we still keep in touch with each other every now and then.
To those who survived, and have the scars to prove it...DON'T LEAVE ME!
Tschüß,
'Brush
2011: A Year In Music [Part 4 of 4]
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