So…off on another adventure. My memory is that I am going to the coldest place I have, to date, encountered, which makes preparation and packing challenging. The reality is that going back may be more demanding than the weather conditions!
My date is a self-styled school reunion in Harrogate. Many of my school mates have not crossed my path for 40 years, others have touched me at various points and others have remained as much a part of my life as they were all those years ago. “We” have found 50…lost 13, aware of 2 deaths and forgotten…heck, who knows….However 33 of us will be “back” together this weekend with no plans (on my part) to venture anywhere near the school.
I quite liked the response of one of my yeargroup (who I last remember deeply in love with David Cassidy) – when I asked what she had been doing for the past 40 years, her response was
“Making mess and tidying up”
Guess that may dominate all catch-up…it seems that, between us, we have an outrageous number of husbands and misdemeanours under the bridge since we last convened! So pleased that, at first glance, we appear to have fulfilled the potential of that elite education….