Friday, 24 July 2015
Yesterday I had the proverbial blast from the past.
A friend of mine has been asking me assorted questions about our lifestyle, which makes it all sound very grand and worthy so I have been using messenger a lot, something I don't do usually. I noticed that in my "other" folder there were two messages, these messages are usually from beautiful, scantily clad Russian babes, but not on this occasion. One was spam, the other had been waiting for me for a few weeks, from someone I knew years and years ago.
The message read "I found this photo and thought you might like it" complete with the above picture of me wearing a terrible blue velvet tunic, standing in my parents house.
How shiny is my hair!
I liked that he did it that way, just passing on the picture and then away to get on with life, no messing about with friend requests and so on, there was a time we were friends and then we drifted away. It was really nice to receive the picture, and wonderful to know this guy is still kicking around even though we'll probably never speak again.