Class of 1995

The more things change, the more they stay the same....

There were some differences: instead of eating sausage rolls at the tuckshop, we were eating hors d'oeuvres at a trendy city establishment; most of us were carrying an extra 20 plus kilos; and a few had less hair than Mil Hanna. But then talk turned to school days, the laughter started and we were acting like teenagers again down at Bulleen Road, rowdier than the Venny 2 bus after someone shouted "back seat record".

It's very rare these days when, as 37 or 38 year olds, you are asked what you did on the weekend, and you start chuckling from a conversation you had with a few blokes on the Saturday night. It's even rarer that these blokes were the ones with whom you sat in Year 8 Science listening to Doug(ie) Clowes talk about photosynthesis (while you were playing with Bunsen burners).

Memories like this came back in droves at the Marcellin Class of ‘95 Reunion on Saturday 14 of November. A big thank you to the 80-odd blokes who attended and to Al Parkin who flew the flag for the unlucky few who had the joy of teaching us between 1990 and 1995 first, at Camberwell, and later, at Bulleen. The turnout was testament to what a close-knit year level we were, and it was a great pleasure to see so many there regaling each other with stories only Marcellin boys would find funny – Schlitzy yelling at you from 200 metres that your socks were down, Cosentino filling the excursion bus with diesel or Scoops McGee.
There were quite a few apologies, with Old Boys spread around the world from Oslo to Johannesburg and Bangkok to Beijing. Their stories were up on the wall and it was great to read about where they are and what they are up to.

It was great to know despite the gaining of wives, kids, businesses and waistlines we all still enjoyed each other's company and raised the roof with stories reliving old nicknames and funny moments from our six years together and the news from the 20 years post.


Thanks to all who attended, some travelling from as far as New York and Alice Springs and to BC, Oie and Keys for their efforts and laughs whilst organising the night. Looking forward to the next one.