Temporary families

I'm find I am thinking a lot about what happened to Erwin Kasterberger. I guess my musings about that don't really belong here. Have you ever had a happy "temporary family" of flatmates or workmates? You spend more time with them than your real family, but they come and go and you may or may not keep an attachment. It was a fairly happy little family at the printshop in Melbourne where I used to work with Erwin's wife Robyn. After I moved back to Tasmania I popped in to see everyone there once when I was in town but I havent kept in touch at all since. Even so - its hard to see someone you have known pretty well, even years ago, suffering publicly as Robyn is now.