I never really had a best childhood friend. It sounds sort of sad but I was just remember being friends with everyone. Maybe it was because I started my schooling in England which I can barely remember, then moved back to Australia in around grade two. Lots of the other class mates seemed to have best friends but not me. I just remember playing sport most of the time. I ended up one of the house Captains in charge of Yangor the red team. Maybe I took things to seriously to have any best friend at Primary School.
I had a few friends in the street where we lived, I would not really call them best friends but one used to come around after school and home work most afternoons. We would play cricket and football until we were called home for dinner. He was a year younger. I was pretty good as a bowler in cricket. We had our own backyard rules. I used to get him out ten times before I would have a go with the bat. He was always really keen but being younger gave me an advantage.
It reminds me of when he came up to visit us after my parents retired to Queensland. He wanted to have a go at surfing. I took him to a beach near by, just to have a mess around in the white wash . Within a few few minutes a rip was sucking him down the beach and out the back. I was trained member of the local surf club but probably still over estimate my friends fitness and skill and under estimated the oceans power. Just as I thought I was going to have to do some sort of a rescue. A big wave crashed right on him and shot him all the way to the beach. Luckily he did not try and stand up but just hung on to the board.
I often wonder what he and others I grew up with are up to now but I am hopeless at keeping in touch. I few pop up on facebook from time to time but other than that I feel to busy with what is going on in current day life.
