I met Max at the very beginning of Uni- Fresher's Week (we all met in that week on separate occasions by some mad force of fate and friendship)- and knew from then that he would be a big part of my University life- his character (and his crazy curls) made a huge impression on us all. Seeing Max in 1st year was always a treat because i just didn't see him that often. Then along came 2nd year, and our house of madness. Part of the fun in Number 25 was the fact that we were all still getting to know each other at the beginning (the house parties helped us a lot) and as time went on and I got to know Max and eveyone else, the happier I was to be living there. I have lots of memories of times with Max- not least my on-going effort to get him to like house music. He eventually came along to Shindig, but could never be converted from his love of garage and hip hop!
Max signifies everything that made my university experience what it was: never- ending fun, surrounded by people who can always make you laugh, and comfort you just by them being there. Hugs from Max always made you feel that little bit better, and I know many will agree. He really was a truely influential and unforgettable friend.
Love to all the family, the boys, Rosie and everyone else who had the unforgettable experience of meeting Mad Max
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