Brad brad brad… where do we start?

Mr Bradley Cooper is a scraggly-haired lad from the dirty deep south of the South Island. Hailing from Makarewa near Invercargill, Brad has had a world of freedom at his fingertips from day one. During his early years going to school at a small-town High School brad would chase the girls and pull their hair. A real ladys’ man in the making.

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I had the privilege of meeting Brad during our first year of study at the University of Otago in Dunedin. We quickly became bff’s (no homo) and got down to the business of sinking as much booze as possible. We coined the manoeuvre “Mains and Cheese” that we used at bad parties or shitty gigs. If it was well-deserved, one would locate the mains power box and flick the Mains switch, remove the main relay, then Cheese it as fast as possible down the street. Not only would the party be without power, but there would be no turning it back on until the morning!

Me, Brad, Simon, and another cobber of ours decided to flat together in our second year of study. There was always a crate full of big-bots and zero veggies in the fridge. We quickly discovered that yes, you could get away with fireworks in the shower, writing on the walls, half-height doors, burnt couches, and a generous stack of knicked firewood in the backyard.

Anyway, Brad decided one day that he wanted to become a ‘Hydrographic Surveyor’. I put that in inverted commas because none of us know what that actually is, nor can we be bothered googling it. Brad currently resides on a boat off the coast of Perth for a large portion of the year doing who knows what.

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Bradley brings a positive attitude to the Team, albeit a bit stubborn. He will be the first one to volunteer to run 20kms when we run out of fuel, and the last one standing at the end of the night.

Buckle up, lad.