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Local man Tom Anderson isn’t exactly your true blue ocker Aussie, but that doesn’t seem to stop him from going full Alf Stewart when the situation calls for it.
The upper-middle-class father of three was seen pulling a reverse pygmalion today, when his builder mate, Aaron, unexpectedly popped in on his way to do a job.
It’s alleged that Tom had been sorting out his sock drawer at roughly three in the afternoon when he heard an unfamiliar guttural sound of a ute coming from his driveway.
Pausing mid fold to confront the offending noise, which he’d chalked up to some yahoo from the neighbouring suburb using his driveway for a U-turn, Tom had been pleasantly surprised to see a pair of familiar cement coated workboats exit the vehicle.
“Aaron MATE, how the fuck are ya? How’s the misso, treating you well?”, says Tom, attempting to do one of those handshakes, arm pat combos but failing spectacularly, “been a while mate.”
Offering his friend an IPA beer, an exuberant Tom shows his mate around the house, attempting to talk about the latest refurbishment which he knows nothing about.
More to come.
