It was around June 1984 when I’ve been sign writing for almost 2 years, working from my Dad’s shed in my hometown called Crib Point, Westernport Bay.

A big part of growing up in a small town is spending time with your mates. One of my best mates is Kenny Bacon.

Kenny (aka) KB , is one of those guys that just made you laugh – as kids we even looked the same – blaming each other for the shit we caused around town.

KB love projects, just like my old man. He was always “Gunna do” that. This is the sign I painted for him 35 years ago, good to have good friends!