BrainSluice.com is the personal blog about the life of David Pannett.
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Then ... The date? June 28, 1974. The place? The arse-end of the Southern Hemisphere. Enter stage-left: a weird ovoid-headed kid whose parents ended up calling David John Pannett. Which just happened to endow him with the same initials as one of his grandmothers. Which is a nice, albeit probably unintentional, thing to do ya know?
That particular day in the calendar is mildly interesting in the historical shape of things: the Treaty of Versailles was signed on it in 1919 and the Stonewall Riots occured on it in 1969. However it's also the birthdate of some spectacularly boring celebrites: Mary Stuart Masterson (ate too many fried green tomatoes), Pat Morita (catching flies in the great beyond) and John Cusack (now we're getting somewhere). So, would the child be destined for greatness? The omens appeared mixed.
Flash forward a few years. My childhood was spent in suburban bliss in an ever-changing combination of brown knitted jumpers and brown corduroy flares, as small boys in the 1970s tended to be dressed. Growing up also consisted of a couple of major family moves: from a small town close to one lot of relatives, to a smaller town near the other lot of relatives, and back again in the mid-80s. I was three when my sister was born. She was on the receiving end of a fair amount of teasing as she grew up, but then again so was the cat.
