6 Years….

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So, back when I was 2 years old. A mere whippersnapper to a grasshopper, or somesuch, I met a little boy of the name of Brian.

Fast forward 25 years, and after a 6 year gap, Brian headed over to Bristol (we’re both to blame for this appaulingly lax period in our friendship) – and y’know what. We still get on.

I’ve just spent, what I can only really desrcibe as ‘a really nice day’ with my oldest friend. I was nervous, actually I was downright scared that we might not click (in person) – and that we might just have an entire day of being “uh, yeah, and I did this”. I mean, we’ve not seen each other for 6 years. A lot can change in 6 years. I’ve changed a lot in 6 years.

But instead we just talked all day, headed out to the pub, talked some more, went to another pub (near the house, so I could drink) and talked until 6 minutes ’til his train, then made a rather rapid dash to the railway station so he could head back home. But really, it was a damn good day, and I’m really glad we got together again… We’ll most definately have to not leave it another 6 years!


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