Too many years ago

I met my friend.
We met up in one of England’s most beautiful cities.
It had been at least 2 years since our last time together.
We met in the city where we had first met way back in 1978. 18 yr olds, living away from home for the first time, alive with wonder, eager to grow up, keen to learn every word to all the songs on the Spirits Having Flown album, not sure if we cut it as students.
But that was then and this is now.
We have more wrinkles and more life stories.
We went totally different ways and have very little in common any more but …so what!
We wandered around our old campus and remembered and forgot in almost equal measures. We didn’t for one moment wish those years back but instead talked, laughed, drank coffee and wine together as we once again…amongst the tourist trap of old walls and gothic splendour…enjoyed being together.
Don’t let me forget.


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