On a sad note.

It's spelt Demesne. Not Demense pls.

First Post,

Today was Matt's interment. At around 2:20pm, the ashes of Matty G was deposited into the sacred grounds of St Finbars, under the shade of one God's most beautiful creations, the tree ;-). I recon you got a pretty deal matt, really. I don't really want to think of all the things I wanna say to matt again, so I guess I'll just copy what I said from the "legend of Matty G forums". Which is still the last post to be made in that thread. Quite Appropiately actually considering how I finished the post. Anyway, here it is.

Matt,

I can hardly remember a time when I didn’t know you, as far I can remember, you’ve always been there. Almost every gathering, every lunchtime, every train ride home, every hockey practice session, and every single day in B Company, for the whole of the day that is . We were never really close, like you are to some of the others who have gathered here, but at least I can boast I knew you since I was but a wee little 11 year old. Yes, you’ve always been there. But not anymore. And more depressing is that you were taken away from all of us for not a single reason, or motive; instead your life ended pointlessly. Life isn’t fair is it Matty? But you never cared did you? It was almost always optimism and smiles from you my chubby friend (as some of us have already pointed out). I guess I was once quite like you in that respect, happy and smiling, but not now.

I first met you at Mentone station, when you used to hang out with Clark, and I used to share my fizzers with you. Year 8 – food fights, that was when I enjoyed throwing food at each at my esteemed classmates, you just enjoyed seeing all that food(just kidding), you’d come around sometimes just to watch. Year 9 – Less food fights, more wrestling. The food fights got a bit err…sticky, so it had to end, but wrestling, now there was something you could use your “bulk” for, so you joined us more there. Ha-ha, I was never into wrestling due to my “peaceful” nature, but for the wrestles I did participate in, I never looked forward to wrestling you. Year 10 was great, that was B Company. We stood by each other for the whole of the cadet season, through all those crappy drill sessions, out of school activities, and then through the grueling b company camp itself. Remember abseiling down the cliff at the You Yangs Matt? Wasn’t that “fun”? Hehehe. Camp was “fun” too, I’d never done so much walking up till then, but you were my motivation, hell, if you could do it, so could I. And of course, there was the fact that if you didn’t make it, I’d be screwed coz I’d have to carry all our tent stuff. Matt’s cooking and cleaning skills were also laudable, I had no idea how you didn’t get diarrhoea for the entire period of camp, or did you? Ah and who could forget that time when the sun was going down, and we still hadn’t found our camping spot or dug our trenches, and I told you to quickly search for a spot before we had to dig in pitch blackness. After I had found what I thought was a pretty good spot, I returned to see how Matt was doing, and what was he doing? Sitting around the main fire eating. When I’d asked if he found a good spot, he answered that he hadn’t even started searching. I had no idea whether I should’ve been pissed off or amused at that moment, but I made sure I got him back later, by waking him up with a spray of insect repellant to his face. I’d sworn it was an accident though.

Then there was year 11 and 12, when you’d join us for lunch, and we’d chat about all kinds of things, well, mainly Carlz I guess, haha. And yes, then there was always the cat/mouse game that followed with these discussions with Matt and Davybaby. Pure entertainment it was, made the food that much more enjoyable.

I kind of lost track of you last year, I had my own problems, but we met up a couple of times to catch up. After going to uni, people change, your attitude to them change, but matty was still the same (maybe coz he didn’t go, I dunno). He certainly drank more, and smoked more, but intrinsically, you were still your happy self. I was looking forward to seeing a post-uni Matt, but that won’t happen now.

It’s taken me a while to write this, because, well, I’m ashamed to say, but it’s taken me awhile to remember everything that Matt had meant to me. You don’t miss your well till it runs dry. Writing this and remembering was final step to finally understanding your loss. Thank you for letting me know you, and for sharing a part of your life with me. Know that death is simply the next destination, and though you have taken the early train to heaven, we shall meet again.

Cya Matty,

Tony aka ToneZ aka FunZo.

Oh, and yes, inevitably, you will drift from our minds. Never forgotten, but still, you will drift, and when this forum is left as an epitaph of sorts, visited at times of reminiscence only. Never fear. All our words have been cast, and though the paper burns, the words will float away and live on forever.

Ok, not the best way to start, but I guess it was the "highlight" of the day.