I nearly missed a job yesterday, I was sitting in my rags at home when I got this call; hey Muzza did we book you for Freshwater connection thus arve… I was like ah shit see you in fifteen. Two minutes had passed and I was backing down the driveway at forty miles an hour, dressed in blue – bell bottom jeans a nice collared short sleeve shirt dress shoes and that funky hair style which everyone pays heaps for (mines just natural). F#$* I looked trendy.

Anyway got to the bottom of the driveway and noticed a cardboard parcel in the letterbox, being four guys living in the one house I was pretty skeptical that a parcel of this nature and size could be mine. Although I did order a DAM book Continue Reading →