my mate who's in Sierra Leone, (and just got back from Iraq and South Sudan working for MSF-some crazy places he's been!)  sent me this pic the other day- haha old days in the shed of the

tree house at Floraville. my uncle build this amazing house, had a big beautiful loft main bedroom with a deck off the side overlooking redhead down to the channel and moon island...he also had a killer shaping bay under the house- was super dark in there with great lighting, board talk and beers in there most arvos.....

this pic is circa '07, we were shaping some dodgy boards, (but loving them) playing music in the garage most nights and red wine and bags of weed were abundant. we had not a care in the world...the 8 piece drum kit in the shed saw the police knocking on the door regularly and the once a month ecstasy parties started thursday and ended sunday, such a great party scene then..,and party house...the place would be overflowing but was nothin but good vibes and free love...great times, great friends, fond memories..