Late one night after a gig in Perth, my best friend Benjamin and I were enjoying some over-priced treats at Perth’s only late night haunt; The Moon Café.
It hit 3:30am before we decided to hit the road. I took a quick trip to the gents and noticed a scrawling on the wall in front of me that read: “If you like chuby chub-chub, call this number…”
The number had been rubbed off for one reason or another, but I recognised the type of marker that had been used. I happened to have one of those markers in my pocket- and Ben’s mobile number is just one of those that are easy to remember.
I quickly scrawled his number where the old one had been rubbed out, zipped up, and left the gents, not thinking twice about the whole thing…







