A legend was born and he was stacked

For those of you old enough to remember, a major event has occured in the travels of myself and Spamuel. Of all the people in all the citys in all the world we've met one so awesomely beyond belief that I've frequently been seen slapping myself to confirm that I haven't slipped into an alcohol induced sleep.
So for those Trevelyanites that may (or may not) read this we have met up with the man, the legend, the dancing monster that is Pete Hull! It's really odd to me as I didn't really know Pete in my time at Durham as he graduated in my first year but Sam knew him quite well. Thus we met up for lunch and a wander with Pete and his charming girlfriend in Melbourne CBD. He's still stacked, a lovely bloke and according to his missus still the greatest dancer the world has ever known.
It's always nice to see a friendly face and I appreciate being able to get to know Pete while I'm out here. To JJ he sends his love and to Middleton he responded with a "what the fuck? he's still there!".

Melbourne really is my spiritual home, sport is on here 24/7 and it's awesome. So many of the pubs are like the "old" and better New Inn with sports on constantly, cheap beer and pool tables a plenty! (Current Score lies at 26-12).
Beaches are about 10 minutes on the tram down the road and best of all the MCG is within walking distance.

Things are generally cool out here at the moment but we're starting to get freaked out by christmas being present in a place where it rarely gets below 20 degrees. Think myself and Spam are adopting a policy of concentrating all remaining hope we have on the cricket.

So all of you will be singing carols, stuffing stockings & wearing delightful rollnecks with reindeers on. With that we wish you all well. But I think I'm gonna concentrate on Cricket, Sun, Surf, Sea and Sand!

Merry Christmas to All


Morgan