tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post1116604589415881155..comments2024-03-11T19:40:23.089+00:00Comments on Views from the bike shed: The Class of 79The bike shedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05195882998271591934noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post-82078101392607859132021-10-02T15:52:48.638+01:002021-10-02T15:52:48.638+01:00I'm sorry about your wife's mum, but I'...I'm sorry about your wife's mum, but I'm glad you went to this reunion and got to catch up with everyone. I went to my 20th high school reunion many years ago (!) and it was an unexpectedly joyous event. Maybe I'll go to the 40th in just a few years!Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post-30913832207554928262021-09-30T21:57:32.172+01:002021-09-30T21:57:32.172+01:00Dear Mark,
Hello and good evening. I'm so del...Dear Mark,<br /><br />Hello and good evening. I'm so delighted to hear that Daniel has a new job in Leeds soon after he completed his degree course in Architecture. I'm sure that you are very proud of him and his achievements. I wish him every success in his career. <br /><br />I'm glad that your reunion event went smoothly. I love your comparison of memories to keepsakes. It is even better that these keepsakes stand the test of time. The essayist Sir Thomas Browne once wrote: “Time which antiquates antiquities, and hath an art to make dust of all things, hath yet spared these minor monuments.” Browne was probably referring to a work of literature but I think that the phrase "minor monuments" could apply to investing oneself in a friendship that stands the test of time. <br /><br />Best wishes, ASDAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post-58339948269462391032021-09-28T19:21:08.466+01:002021-09-28T19:21:08.466+01:00Reunions bring back lots of memories and some very...Reunions bring back lots of memories and some very nice connections. Regardless of where we each live, the wonderful sea, sunrise and sunset unite us all. A constant for all. Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14473063249106111719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post-17963506878415042322021-09-28T18:19:09.690+01:002021-09-28T18:19:09.690+01:00Another lovely and well-crafted piece of writing M...Another lovely and well-crafted piece of writing Mark. Welcome back to the wonderful world of blogging which is just like Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. I am impressed that you knew how to spell your name when you were at school. Up in the north east you must have been in the top stream.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post-88050459708846138762021-09-28T17:29:59.740+01:002021-09-28T17:29:59.740+01:00My sincere condolences to your family on the loss ...My sincere condolences to your family on the loss of your mother-in-law Mark. Good though that you were still able to go ahead with your plans to be with your son and school friends. I've enjoyed reading all you've shared here - and, as always, so beautifully written.<br />Know what you mean about moving westward - I'm even farther away here on the east coast of the US. The light has changed over the many, many years since I lived in Devon. Sometimes I have regret at leaving, like now where it's still too hard to come home to see family and friends, but then I think that my life has been good on these distance shores and I am thankful for much.<br />Welcome back to the blog - I really need to buy your books!<br />Happy week - MaryMaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11915239653283205065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post-47946682854613892722021-09-28T09:06:51.166+01:002021-09-28T09:06:51.166+01:00I wonder where all my classmates went.. difficult ...I wonder where all my classmates went.. difficult to trace as it was a girls grammar!<br />It sounds a good get together, and it is surprising what will trigger memories to emerge from the archives of one's mindgzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08034777779347889773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post-9912580507435265172021-09-28T08:23:07.353+01:002021-09-28T08:23:07.353+01:00Sad times for you both but then you have the gift ...Sad times for you both but then you have the gift of looking forward. It has been true for all of us the flitting from one place to another, we are no longer part of a traditional community but become like nomads.thelmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00934860502828923562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post-8705810840261732352021-09-28T07:06:20.716+01:002021-09-28T07:06:20.716+01:00Love is unconditional. Love is unconditional. northsider https://www.blogger.com/profile/00716743611909673869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post-47625120374845577362021-09-28T00:26:34.148+01:002021-09-28T00:26:34.148+01:00Hari OM
One of those moments in time that mark the...Hari OM<br />One of those moments in time that mark the very passing of it? <br /><br />I giggled at the school reports; my siblings unearthed a whole bunch of mine which I had long ago thought destroyed; clearly my mother had seen fit to store them all and father simply hadn't done anything with them after her departure. Reading them is like viewing a novel... though one can see the seeds of who was to come... YAM xxYamini MacLeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18383916589808462620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post-16425124096574709432021-09-27T23:22:32.380+01:002021-09-27T23:22:32.380+01:00Oh, dear...I forgot to send my condolences to you ...Oh, dear...I forgot to send my condolences to you and your family. <br />Debbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09531125606268748793noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post-56832381663543865252021-09-27T23:21:40.618+01:002021-09-27T23:21:40.618+01:00That last line was so perfect it took my breath aw...That last line was so perfect it took my breath away. <br /><br />I went to one reunion, my 25th, and honestly, I expected things to be more like you described. Instead, there was a lot of drinking, the cliques remained. It was a strange feeling, and I left disappointed. I've never gone to another. Debbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09531125606268748793noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-876862148358784705.post-43203009323878275912021-09-27T20:10:50.038+01:002021-09-27T20:10:50.038+01:00So interesting to hear about the school reunion, a...So interesting to hear about the school reunion, and how nice to hear that the atmosphere was one of good will and not mean spirited comparisons. Despite having enjoyed my seven years at my very academic all girls school, I've always shied away from reunions. Those of us who have not married and had children are, I suspect, reluctant participants in these events. <br />On the matter of school reports, my brother recently unearthed some of mine when going through some family papers. The comment from the PE teacher one year was 'Gail works quietly and well', which struck me as a very odd thing to say about PE. I now suspect she couldn't remember who I was, despite me being a competent and enthusiastic all-rounder at school sports. WFT Nobbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14315143664245246248noreply@blogger.com