Call it what you like - community, the gang, fellowship or just plain friends. It was a great feeling on this chilly and rainy (read rare) day in Brissie to share a lovely lunch with two good mates. I related to them the magic of the marriage of my son to his beautiful bride and they told me about their volunteering for the hairy nose wombat, camel safaris, looking after an elderly and frail dog and caring for one another.We exchanged stories of love and life, marriage and means. We come from very different backgrounds though our stories are not a million miles apart. And then we came across these on our way home. A bit like beautiful friends, bright and with a lot to offer, but individual in every sense.
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