Have I ever told you about my uncle Brian?

My uncle was the 1974 world champion in hide-and-seek. They seached everywhere for two days, before they found him, in a cupboard. He competed again in '75, and they searched six months, before they found him, hiding in the same cupboard. No one had throught to look for him, there. It was not until my grandmothers maid Consuella was springcleaning the house, that she opened the cupboard. In '76, being the champion two years in a row, he decided to compete yet again. They searched everywhere, for him, for five years, without as much as a clue to where he was hiding. He was finally declared legally dead in '83, but the seeker never gave up. He frequently searched through my grandmothers mansion. It was not until 1987 that he looked in the cupboard, but no trace of my uncle. The seeker eventually died in 1995, having spend 19 years and millions of dollars on a manhunt spanning the globe. And last week, after 32 years, my uncle was found my a newly married couple in New Zealand, who was moving into their first house together, in a cupboard in the kitchen. They have no idea how he survived, but he seems pretty fit, and excited about the 2008 hide-and-seek championship. The hide-and-seek society has had to have a whole new kind of medal made. It was argued that he cheated, by travelling halfway across the globe, but they were unable to find anything against it in the rulebook, so he has been deemed the champion of the 1976 hide-and-seek championship, and the previous winner, having been found after an hour, hiding behind the curtains, have been stripped of the title. The toughest for my uncle has been how much society has changed. He loved disco. And he was really looking forward to the remake of King Kong. And we can't talk about Happy Days, because he claims that he taped it.