Is Fidge still allowed to hang out in the gateway on friday night?
I remember one night in the wee hours, out in a tinnie fishing off horn, stitting there half drunk when all of a sudden there was banging on the side of the boat. Scared the hell out of us. Turns out Fidge heard us while on one of his moonlight town walks and decided he'd swim out a couple of hundred metres from the wharf to join us.
Glad to hear he's alive and being looked after!