Funny old world.

Today’s been one of those days when the wind gets taken out of your sails at the very last moment, and purely by chance. Thursday hadn’t started too badly. The weather had been picking up and Dawn was slowly recovering from her visit to the dentist and tooth extraction. I’d managed to get a load of pictures edited before getting a phone call about a long-delayed job which will see me working in Wolverhampton next week. I’d even managed to get out for a couple of walks and pick up some liquid foods for the toothless invalid.

Then, this evening, I received a Whatsapp message from my sister Anne with a link to a Facebook group which contained an obituary and the question ‘wasn’t he one of your old schoolfriends’? Indeed it was. A chap called Neil Lancaster. It came totally out of the blue and took me back half a centaury and more.

Neil and I were best friends at school back in the 1970s, part of a small group who were (in many ways) thick as thieves. We certainly got into some scrapes over the years but I pretty much lost touch with Neil after we left school and we all went our different ways – especially when I moved from Southport to London in 1986. Occasionally, when I popped back, I might bump into him, propping up the bar in the Wellington pub on Eastbank St, but the last time that happened was several decades ago.

Now, Neil’s passed on at the age of 65, a year younger than me. He’s not the first of our group to have died by any means, but it’s still come as a bit of a shock and a reminder of one’s own mortality. So, this evening my thoughts have turned to reminiscing about those mad school days of the 1970s and the things we got up to and the people we knew and left behind. Sadly, it was all so long ago that I don’t even have any old photographs with Neil in them.

So, goodbye Neil. Sorry I never got to see you one last time to share those memories together.

I’ll close this blog with a picture I took earlier, as -whilst some things pass – some things always remain, and our local woodland’s seeing the return of the bluebells.

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Paul