Friends

A phone call last night from an old friend. We used to work together some 20 years ago. A big re-union is happening for this company in a few weeks time. Mr Marbles and I have been asked if we are going by several former colleagues. The answer is always no. It's over 160 miles away. Before we even begin to think about getting there, where to stay etc there's children and dogs to consider.

Last night's call was the most persuasive yet. But it's not going to happen. I think we would both love to go, but it's not practical from any point of view, least of all financially.

Friend last night couldn't believe we weren't going. Wanted to know where the impulsive person was that used to do things on a whim. Mmmm, well she's gone and got herself all accountable and responsible at last.

We've stayed in touch with several of these former workmates, you know Christmas cards, the odd email or phone call. But in touch is all it is, so I question the realness of it all. As much as I would like to see them all, it would just be a nostalgic trip down memory lane for the evening at a cost of £100 plus. Then we go back to the Christmas card, email relationship.