The Good Old Days

This afternoon I spent several hours with an old school friend. We worked out that it was a little over 47 years since we saw each other and indeed, apart from one exchange about ten years ago on 'Friends Reunited', since we'd been in contact. Strange the things you remember; from listening to the Electric Ladyland album in his bedroom (vinyl, of course, in those days), working the spotlights in the local theatre (and in those days they were carbon arc spots, so required asbestos gloves and minor engineering skills), to people we knew; a couple of them who died young, some we have still been in touch with, and others we wondered what had happened to; the musical one who suddenly disappeared and we then found out he had joined Deep Purple and later formed Whitesnake, and the cartoonist/sketcher who surely must have made a living from it. A lot of memories revived over a few drinks; thankfully W joined us later for a coffee so drove me home. A good afternoon.