I've never been a fan of school reunions, mainly because I break out into cold sweats at the memories of the bullying I received during my high school years. But my primary school years were great. I was lucky to be surrounded by teachers that were inspirational and that I remember to this day ( especially "Sir" ). People change, people move on and whilst the memories remain intact life takes us down very different paths. One of my best friends at primary school was Steph. We enjoyed lots of birthday parties together and attended Brownies. We came as a gang of four or five (including Tara, Claire and Frances) and I can't remember a single time that we fell out although I'm sure there were some. Steph ended up going to a different high school and we lost contact with each other. Many years later, through the wonders of the internet we managed to hook up again via Yahoo but, for one reason or another, we lost touch again. Then, finally,...
... blogging my guts out