Thirty Seven Years

That's how long it is since we last met. Well, thirty-seven and a half actually when we met up for the day in Newcastle. This is my friend D, who I first met while I was a student in Durham. I helped lead the local YOC group while I was there and D was one of the older members of the group. We kept in touch for a bit afterwards but in the way of these things lost contact after a few years. We got back in touch during the covid lockdowns - the up side of social media - and have kept up since then. She and her husband S are on holiday in Scotland - touring with their caravan - and as they weren't far away in North Berwick and had a free morning we arranged to meet in Porty. The weather did us proud and Porty looked at its best in the sunshine for a walk along the beach and a cup of tea outside Miros. All too soon it was time for her to get picked up again. We both agreed we won't leave it so long next time!!