The birthday boy is an 8 year old whose mummy was my KG friend. Fancy that? I used to spend hours at her house playing at nothing in particular. her old house used to have a huge balcony topped with a swing and the stairs were the circular narrow type. Even in the heat of the afternoon, the lure upstairs was too strong.
Old friends are friend who are like family. They forgive you most things. And the shared history of growing up is something precious.
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Showing posts with label Old friends. Show all posts
Monday, March 10, 2014
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
I meet old friends
Nimble-toes and Smiles are old friends. How do you become an old friend? Well first you need to have met back in the dark ages where you have bad hair and you don't realise it, and your glasses are geeky but yet you are strut about thinking you're hip , you took the public transport willingly ( and not because your car broke down )and didn't think that was odd. Other pre-requisites for qualifying to be " OLD FRIENDS": You must have a shared history, enough stuff for you to rake up during get-togethers and start saying " Do you remember...blah blah blah?"
Old Friends have enough sense not to bring up messy pasts, embarassing memories are deftly kicked into a corner, they choose to dwell only in good memories. Sometimes, when they feel brave, they might just touch on sensitive topics gingerly to see whether that opens old wounds. Testing the waters! We forgive old friends more easily that recent friends. Or at least that is what it should be.
I had plans to meet up with old friends this weekend...but...my fringe and I will be home this weekend. We're still a tad shy
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