Aaron's first house (not that I remember it) in Redwood, north Christchurch, right next to the train tracks. Dad told me once that every time a train went past the TV reception would crap out hehe.

The first house I can remember, also in Redwood, although it had no fence and I would often run out on to the road and stub my fucking toe!

My primary school - Redwood Primary School. Those classrooms are much small than I remember.

Shit, the field is much smaller than I remember too hehe.

We used to climb right to the very top of this tree (good views over Redwood). I thought about doing it today hehe, but I didn't.

Another old house - this one during my years at university.

There was some dirty old bastard living in the house next door who would drive home drunk from the local pub, and take a big leak in the back yard in full view of Mum in our upstairs. We're pretty sure he only did it when Mum was around hehe.

My old high school - Christchurch Boys' High School.

The field here is about as big as I remember it hehe.

For the last couple years this was our hang-out. The contents of those rubbish bins were often set on fire, and every day I would put my the tops of my yoghurt containers along the spouting on the eve there and see how many I could get up before the caretakers cleaned them off (74 was my record).

That big window looks in to one of the stairwells leading up to the assembly hall, and was often covered in yoghurt and banana and Instant Noodle water and anything else that was handy for weeks on end. We got made to clean it once as punishment after I or someone got caught throwing shit up it, but we started again the next day hahaha!

The air conditioning vent was also a good target for fruit, water bottles, balls, and so forth. Good to see that hasn't changed! :)

The other side of the assembly hall. If we weren't defacing our quad we were throwing fruit and yoghurt and anything over the top at whoever happened to be wandering around here. For a short while there was another group who started throwing shit back at us, and it was awesome!

The school pool that was always fucking freezing! That had several things thrown in it from the upstairs classroom - the teacher's stapler for example.