Sunday, 8 March 2020
The Seventies are on my mind at the moment because I've been invited to a school reunion, which has thrown up all sorts of questions, not least whether or not to take Mr T with me. He won't know many people and he didn't know me when I was at school, so, as one of my friends has put it, it's really none of his business. Do I want him chatting with exes and people I had petty squabbles with?
I've kept in touch with a handful of people I went to school with, but while I have a passing interesting in some of the others and occasionally hear news of them, I wonder if there's a reason we're not in regular contact. I mean, teenage girls: they be bitches!
And we are being 'strongly encouraged' to wear Seventies clothing. Oh heck.
I've also been delving back even further, to my time at primary school. I have a piece in the current issue of Best of British about swiming lessons at my home town's outdoor lido, when it was so cold I actually shivered myself to the floor of the changing cubicle. Different times!
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I'm not much into high school reunions, but then I live on the other side of the US now. I'm sure I'd attend and enjoy myself if I lived closer. Well, whether or not dear hubby goes, I hope you have a great time!ReplyDelete
Thanks, Priscilla. I have a while to make up my mind about it all.Delete