I will try and stick to the house but its the people that make a house, so growing up was was pretty good, Mum was the academic and positive one, and started work as a teacher at Queechy she applied for the job from a pay phone with me in her arms. Dad was offered a job as a wool classer from his experience and training from his father owning a Mernino sheep property, he declined and started work at Coats Patons.
The house was bought earliest photo I have on hand is 91;
So a couple of premierships in the early 80’s (All Dad’s family followed Essendon Mum was maybe St Kilda before but was defiantly Essendon now, Dad even met John Coleman at his Moonee Ponds pub?, he often told me with a tear in his eye, he would always say his hand was as big as a dinner plate)
So we all rolled on in the 80’s Mum progressing her career and Dad well just loving Essendon, Cricket, horse racing, drinking and smoking Camel cigarettes.
I went off the rails a bit at college and was not interested, left and started working at the CBA, I was quite smart at early high school but the lure of Music, Girls and having fun was high on my agenda and school at the time just seemed so boring.
The CBA job ended quickly as again just not that interested, then went into Insurance and quite enjoyed that managing the Motor Vehicles and house and Contents for MMI/CMI but that too became a bit tedious with a boss who was always complaining about my attitude and long mullet, sickies from big nights. Started smoking pot around this time and had moved out from the old house and rented a place with my Sister and Husband to be ( now divorced ) down at Swan Bay. This is a whole another story as the experimentation with drugs was on. I will say this was some of the happiest times of my life, I really found myself, I had no stress, didn’t feel I had to conform, It was 91 -93.
93 was our last year there and as most big commune type living arrangements it was nearing the end but ■■■■ Essendon where in the finals! I fondly remember having to wait for the delayed telecast of the last half of the Adelaide game. My Brother in law was listening on the radio and I was adamant he doesn’t tell me the scores as I want to watch this, he was very good not giving anything away, and to my shock when I started watching it at half time we were down around 40 points, We all know what happened so much happiness ( BTW he is a Melbourne supporter that comes later in 2000 
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He was from a private school and quite a few of his friends used to come down to SwanBay ( Commune lol) ) to escape, and most of them were Carlscum supporters, we invited them all down, one of them had a 100+ year hand painted bottle of champagne he had stashed with us to sell for drugs that brother in law was harbouring.
They were all coming but none showed up they all went to their ritzy rowing club etc etc Grand final do’s with their parents, so only about 5 of us watched it, Myself and current GF, Sister and partner and my another friend of their who is dead now RIP Brett!!
Well Essendon trumped it, and Brother in law rips out the old hand painted french bottle of champagne worth a fortune and shakes and sprays and we all drink it. One of best days in my life.
It all went a bit down hill after this for a while, lost my job had to sell my car and started to realise drugs and friends will not pay the the bills, so gave up the illicit stuff and went back to work in Insurance found a job and gave away all druggy so called friends.
Death tax etc and some shady dealings way before my time.
