Out of the blue I get a call from K the other night. Her and M are some of the loveliest people I know, but sadly since they ditched the rat-race of Manchester for the good life in North Wales, I don’t get to see them too often.
Some free-lance work back at her old employer the BBC, means she needs to be in Manchester two days running this week. An excellent opportunity to catch up.
I still feel rather under the weather, but even that can’t suppress the pleasure of catching up with an old friend over a fine meal (courtesy of the good folk at That Café).
So much shared history over quite formative times in our lives. It’s been far, far too long since we spent time like this.
It makes me realise how much I miss the old gang. Yet again I make the resolution to get better at visiting the various Manchester exiles.
Mind you P&R have moved to the strange village in the Dales where Annoying Colleague comes from...the very thought of visiting makes me nervous…though I guess at least I’d have a strange familiarity with the route (car by car, junction by junction)...
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