A letter arrived on Friday night from one of my dearest friends from University! Some 20 years after we first met, we are still in touch (albeit rather occasionally), but in this instance he has the perfect excuse - he is living in Kenya with his wife doing good deeds.
He always struck me as one of those people who would do something - I suppose to a certain extent most of my friends have done something; he is in Africa, after having lived in America for a while, another is in Japan teaching English (or at least she was last time I saw her), another emigrated to America with his wife and is very happy in South Carolina. Is travel the unifying theme of something? Maybe because I never left?
As we get older we need fewer people to make us feel complete at any rate; I have my Mr B, Cat, Noodles, Daveywavey and Linus all around me when I need them, and I would not have it any other way! The other folk who have spread out all over the world, well, useful to have places to stay in exotic climes!
On another note, the family Noodles came over for lunch on Sunday - steak, ale and stilton pie for the meatasauri and veg & cheese pie for the youngest Noodle, followed by a Glee triple bill. Leftovers shared this lunchtime and smugness ensues...
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