A random meeting
Today I'm out for a walk when this crazy-looking person with a big scary dog calls from the other side of the road. It was already going a dark and I couldn't see very well but it was an old school friend from my secondary school called Tim - think Welsh Tim for anyone who remembers him.
After getting almost knocked over by his very large and powerful dog (a Rottweiler called Sheeba!) we proceeded to spend the next 30 minutes yakking about all the people we used to go to school with. Turns out he still lives with his 'rents round the corner where he's always lived.
..and this only a week after spending the weekend in Boston for Party in the Park and meeting up with a bunch of mates from Uni, though that weekend was planed, admittedly :)
Christ, it's 10 years since we all finished our A-levels (what a waste _they_ were) and 12 years since GCSEs. He still remembers Becky Pearson though :)
I came away smelling of dog.
One reason I prefer kitties :)
After getting almost knocked over by his very large and powerful dog (a Rottweiler called Sheeba!) we proceeded to spend the next 30 minutes yakking about all the people we used to go to school with. Turns out he still lives with his 'rents round the corner where he's always lived.
..and this only a week after spending the weekend in Boston for Party in the Park and meeting up with a bunch of mates from Uni, though that weekend was planed, admittedly :)
Christ, it's 10 years since we all finished our A-levels (what a waste _they_ were) and 12 years since GCSEs. He still remembers Becky Pearson though :)
I came away smelling of dog.
One reason I prefer kitties :)