The last thing we did before we left Brisbane was visit old friend JB. I hadn't seen him for twelve years, since the last time I was in Australia. During that time he had married, had two children, and travelled and worked his way around south east Asia with his family. When we found his house in the north east suburbs, it was as if I was popping round having seen him the previous day. He manner was unchanged, despite his having got married and had two children; still the relaxed gentle person I knew. Their two boys, even though they are two years apart in age, have the affinity of twins. Certainly for the time we were there, they played and behaved together as if they were very close indeed. JB puts it down to their having been somewhat forced together, having spent their earliest years in non-English speaking countries they were thrown together.
I spent a very agreeable evening reminiscing about times we had spent together in England and our mutual friends almost all of whom had moved on from our previous employer, especially Andy W now in NZ. JB has big plans for the future in his own layed back way and no doubt, market conditions allowing, will soon be a successful property developer. Another barbecue, some beer and wine later we ended up making an unplanned overnight stop. My only regret is that we didn’t take more advantage of JB and families’ hospitality to stay longer. Let’s hope it’s not another 12 years before we meet up again.
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