No. 36 - BRODIE

Brodie and I were friends in early primary school. Those were the days when all we really needed was our imagination to play. Our favourite place was under the peppercorn trees, pulling up little weeds that had onion like bulbs on the end.

All I can recall of attending Brodie's birthday party was that her house was more rural than mine. And the front yard was muddy. There was some kind of pond, pool or water-feature there, that was as yet unfinished.