WENDELL HUSSEY | Cadet | CONTACT
On a beautiful Spring afternoon, the first tin of the day is absolutely looking the go, it can be confirmed.
While nipping across to his mate’s house to meet a few of his boys who share the same marital status, 29-year-old James Ropedale says he reckons this first tin is going to go down a treat.
“It’s been a particularly easy decision to make,” says James.
“I’m walking distance from home and the missus has got yoga or some shit til late”
With the golden rays of afternoon sun seeping through the shade cloth into his mate’s outdoor area with the TVs, James says this afternoon is an absolute vibe.
“It’d have to be a pretty bloody important phone call to drag me out of this place right now” he says, a long way from that twenty person office meeting he was in this afternoon.
Pulling into a mate’s place down the road, James politely asks if anyone else would like a tin of the classic blue and golds.
They all reply with firm yeses. One punter, close mate Brett, even says ‘fuck yes’.
Overcome with euphoria about how good it is to drink cold beer on a lovely afternoon, James asks what the plans are for dinner.
“Pizzas could be on aye?”
“Surely a chance.”
“See how we go aye.”
