Memory Lane

My first run for a few days. Staying at my folks, I used a footpath that goes beside my old school.
I remember being a 'new boy' here, aged 6, 45 years ago. The school doesn't appear to have changed that much. My old classroom — one of those pre-fab, temporary constructions — is still standing strong. A few yards along the path is my old junior school and then the senior school. Being so close again brought back many memories which seem surprisingly fresh and vivid; was it really that long ago?
I don't know, but when you get hit by an unexpected medical problem (even a minor one), life can seem precariously short.