So yesterday afternoon 'd just finished writing a pile of thank-you cards (this I have discovered, is one of the things wives force you to do, prior to being married I wouldn't have been ungrateful for the gifts we received, I just wouldn't have got round to thanking anyone. This I am given to understand, is the decent thing to do) when my phone began to merrily trill.
"Blast you vile box" I cried, for I did not recognise the number, not generally a good sign, it often seems to mean that somebody wants something. I answered with trepidation. Good job too for, as it turned out it was Bob, old uni peer and all round decent human being. I was somewhat shocked, having had no contact at all with him for many a long year. Pleasantly shocked, needless to say, I've always been a big fan of Bob, but it's not the sort of thing one expects to happen on a Friday afternoon. Naturally, we went drinking. Now, my head hurts. This is what I believe is known as cause and effect.
It was enormous fun though, particualrly catching up iwth five years worth of gossip over the course of a couple of hours ("He didn't, she never is, she what?" - all that sort of thng) most of which is far too salacious to share with you, I'm afraid. He managed to track me down by going into my old workplace and findiong my number, luckily still there.
Two points to this post, I suppose. Firstly, I'm sure I'm not the only one who finds it difficult to keep in touch with people, but it really shouldn't be that hard. In fact, it isn't hard, so why don't I do it? Second. Isn't it nice to know that every know and again life can completely surprise you?
"Blast you vile box" I cried, for I did not recognise the number, not generally a good sign, it often seems to mean that somebody wants something. I answered with trepidation. Good job too for, as it turned out it was Bob, old uni peer and all round decent human being. I was somewhat shocked, having had no contact at all with him for many a long year. Pleasantly shocked, needless to say, I've always been a big fan of Bob, but it's not the sort of thing one expects to happen on a Friday afternoon. Naturally, we went drinking. Now, my head hurts. This is what I believe is known as cause and effect.
It was enormous fun though, particualrly catching up iwth five years worth of gossip over the course of a couple of hours ("He didn't, she never is, she what?" - all that sort of thng) most of which is far too salacious to share with you, I'm afraid. He managed to track me down by going into my old workplace and findiong my number, luckily still there.
Two points to this post, I suppose. Firstly, I'm sure I'm not the only one who finds it difficult to keep in touch with people, but it really shouldn't be that hard. In fact, it isn't hard, so why don't I do it? Second. Isn't it nice to know that every know and again life can completely surprise you?
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