Then in August, it all started to come together for the SRF. Mattwa sacrificed his reputation and sunk to new lows, bringing Richard back into the fold and taking home an award for his troubles.
The return of Richie also brought back the Australian idol report, re-linking us with the past and spurring us onward. A working B reinforced our team spirit and revived our self esteem as we sat back and saw what we were capable of creating.
And then it happened. A breakthrough. Noodle spied with his little eye a possibilitiy we just could not ignore… After a little research, the call went out to take up arms and march again as one, to charge, fight and conquer. And we did. Zanzibar was ours! Our group was once again unified in victory and anchored in Newtown. We had come through the other side, scathed but stronger than ever before.
In honour of our victory, and in carnation of our reborn hope for the future, Richard produced us an heir.
On a roll, some put the worlds’ professional cheerleaders to shame, turning up to ensure yet another victory.
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