Many people will walk in and out of your life,
but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart


-----------------------back in adelaide

When I brought the family back home to Adelaide in 1975 after 17 years away up bush, we needed to buy a house, we had already looked at one and this night went to see the owner and make an offer, we had just settled the deal when a chap turned up as we were leaving and we just said g'day
on our way out.
Now after 17 years things change , you lose contact with old friends and most had like me moved away, the next thing was to find a good watering hole as I liked a beer.
Good pubs are like good friends hard to find at times, so I done the rounds, a couple I went to no one spoke to me even after the customarily g'day owyergoin, not daunted I went to the one I knew years ago that had a bad reputation for fights.
As I walked in the usual thing in a bar, everyone gives you the once over (stranger) and back to nattering, I ordered my pint and looking around saw the chap who I spoke to at the house I bought.
Over he came and introduced himself as Malcolm and asked me how I liked the house I said it was in my price range so its OK , then he got me worried , told me all the things that had been done and patched up to make the place presentable. How they had replaced the wooden floors with concrete except the kitchen because of white ants ( they eat anything wooden and are real bad here), ah well I said too late now its paid for and
i'm in .
Next night I walked in,there was a pint of beer on the bar before I asked , Malcolm was there and introduced me around to his cronies, joined in the round of drinks all friendly, I was home

AND THATS HOW I FOUND MY WATERING HOLE