WISBEY, Ross

WISBEY. _ Ross. My dear mate, tonight, 35 years of wonderful times come flooding back. Too much cheap wine in Wattletree Road, never enough two minute noodles in Spencer Street, all to a sound track of Dire Straits. Never forgetting that joyous musical chemistry we shared, busking on Fitzroy Street and feeding possums bread and jam in Flagstaff Gardens at 2 in the morning. We never needed to talk often, but tonight I miss you terribly. _ Greg and Adam. If anyone from Ross's family could please contact me on greg.burgess@ eganstown.net.au I'd be most grateful.