For those of you wondering who the body-shakin’, air-punchin, devil-worshipin’ (OK kidding on that one) dude with the longish hair was.

That’s Peter, from Sydney. To be honest I had almost forgotten about this boy. First thing I asked him when he came up to talk to me was ‘When did you stop cutting your hair?’. Peter was a clean cut boy who didn’t mind going to Bala, back in those days, to put a smile on our faces by punching the yuppie-conversation riddled air with ‘Whooooooooo!!’. Peter loves his music and it’s apparent he quite loves us too. Last night, with his table of loud friends and cousin, he was the loudest, wildest dude around, and quite frankly, I wish people would let lose a little and dance around like he does.

But hey, that’s another story all together. We know you’re listening even though you’re sitting quietly at your table with your arms crossed. No problem at all. Just throw a “Whoooooooo!” at us once in a while to indicate that you’re still breathing, aite?

Well Peter’s been back for 3 weeks but only got to see us last night, he leaves today. Take care, mate!