You know there are odd people who you meet through your life and for one reason or another, sometimes without realising it’s going to happen you lose touch and never see them again?
Most of them you forget quite happily but every so often some of them remain people you wonder about and you think of them from time to time.
I have various people who I sometimes think about or am reminded about and wonder whatever became of them. One of them was Lucy, who was a friend when we were 17 and I lost touch with, we tracked each other down again a couple of years ago though.
I have two ex-bosses who I got on really well with and retrospectively regretted not staying in touch with despite leaving the respective jobs. One of them was the area manager for Clinton Cards. He left about six months after I did, probably about 8 years ago now.
I was walking through Sainsburys with the children earlier today, having just told them off for playing with the checkout barrier thingy and walking at an angry pace with them clucthing a hand each to keep up when I walked past him. He looked at me, I looked at him, he looked at the children. And we both kept walking! So that was silly, but I know if I’d stopped in the middle of Sainsburys the best I could have hoped for would be a two minute ‘hello, tell me everything you’ve done in the last eight years in 30 seconds each’ exchange before I had to go and rescue the children from removing all the free gifts off the front of the magazines, or being trapped in the revolving doors. Or something.
So, who would you like to bump into from your past – without the encumbrances of two small children – for a half hour catch up to find out what the hell they have been up to since you last saw them?
Its funny you should blog this as i have been thinking alot recently about my friend Allison
When I was 3 I moved into my childhood home, we met swinging on our house gates and that was it.
Our friendship took a strange path, we were firm unseperatable friends until primary school even marrying our bikes to one another ( I havent a clue !!??)
We were placed in different classes until High School where we were then streamlined together. Her friends were well behaved and mine probably all have criminal records now but we alway had an understanding for each other.
I moved away in 1989 and her parents moved shortly after, I have no idea where she is now but wish I did, I have searched for her on Friends Reunited but with no results.
We did have a very strong friendship for 15 years and I do think of her often with great sentiment. 🙂
Hell, I’ve got masses, but most are probably in jail, and the rest have dropped out somewhere. I’m such and middle-class disaapointment after all my earlier promise 😉
I had a very similar moment to that in an airport about 3 months ago. It was a million zillion to one chance that I’d ever see him again as it was in a country far from here that I’d known him from, and neither of us were/are renowned for hanging out in airport departures. So we looked at each other and then looked away again, desperately wondering “Was it really them?”
I forgot to say that you were also one of the people who popped into my head from time to time even though I never expected to meet up with you again. Funny how things turn out.
Hmm, I’m crap at keeping ion contact with people, so their is along trail behind me. Simon, a housemate from Uni, who went off on a working holiday round the world a year or so after leaving, and I never heard anything more of him.Or Yvette, a non-uni friend from Brighton, she had little girl and was single parent. We were good friends, and I had a car seat in the car for carting her daughter around. Daughter was 3 when i moved away from brighton.Eeek! she’d be 20 years old now – I feel old. 🙁