Old Friends...

One of the lovliest things in the world is the easiness of meeting up and talking to old friends. That's not to say that they are always age-old....but some might be and others not.
Yesterday was such a day.
An old ...yes fairly old ...friend came ...well just dropped in ...for a cuppa and a chat.
Therre is some heavy stuff going down in her life, and ohhh it's so good to talk things through with another who is not in that same boat but has a bit of a clue as to how you might feel.

Then an unexpected phone call from across the sea...old friend first met when we were sweet 16!....
It's as if you just carry on the conversations that you had maybe a year or even more ...ago.

Then the third meet....up at the young families house for a meal with Joanne, James and their brood.
James lived with us when he was 18 for a year on a gap year out before Oxford, and it was one of the best, funniest and happiest years that we had during the time that we took gap year teenagers in to our home.

But they didn't leave empty-handed....oh no...apart from the two penguins bought for some collecters....
...off went the camel with the wellington boots!!
...ready for anything....sand or snow that fellow!

 

That's him on the left looking into the future....the one with the hiking boots has long gone ...he was not the sort to hang around waiting for the dreamers!