My life story goes like this...
I was raised in Tokoroa, South Waikato, the son of an esteemed Pub Fighter and a local bar wench, with high hopes of becoming Trees Taverns next 'Jake Heke'. Gutted by his son's inability to split a pool cue over the back of a broken-pint wielding opponent, my father eventually cast me out of the family home, never to return until i had patches to prove my worth. After failing to impress the local Mongrel Mob chapter with my plate-spinning tricks, my initiation was unsuccessful and at this point, I felt the time was right to leave the small town life behind me and make my way in the 'Big Smoke' up State Highway One, the 'tron.
I found solice in a family of slow-witted, yet kind-hearted folk, one a recovering P-addict I would learn to call 'Dad', another a furry feline friend known in the dodgy Melville underworld as 'Qa'. What adventures would be had? What lessons would I learn from this wacky rollercoaster ride called Life? Would I ever gain those patches and make an old wood-hack from a small town proud? All will be revealed in good time folks...
Stay tuned...