Once upon a time, two girls went off to university. They had a blast. And dubious taste in clothes as you can see. Also, the one on the left clearly had no access to hair conditioner. Or hair straighteners. Or self respect.
But as time went on, they drifted apart - careers, husbands, new places to live....
And then someone invented Facebook.
And they got back together. Twenty years later.
This is my oldest friend. Technically, she's not my oldest. She's my most long-standing friend. Oh the stories she could tell you....but she'd better not :-D
She came down to the island to have a sleep-over with Sonshine and I and we just slotted back together as if the intervening 20-odd years had only been a heart-beat.
I compelled her to eat my lasagna and we drank her wine. I think I got the better end of the deal!
I also wished that she could have stayed longer.
Here's to the next time we get together....and it won't be 20 years.
And here's Hestia's advice to you today - if there's someone that you've been meaning to phone/e-mail or even text, but you think that too much time has elapsed. Just do it. DOOOOOOOO IIIIIIT!
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