Old friends

Yesterday we decided to go off to Carnforth, to Booth's, to stock up on some freezer foods & cheeses. We seem to have been getting low of late. I suppose it's partially that we've had a few extra ready meals with the Fox not being well enough to help with the cooking. (I'm glad to say he's once more in full swing as far as cooking as concerned. He made us an exxcellent chicken chow mein yesterday.)

As we came out of the till area I noticed an old lady seated, waiting. It was our neighbour who lived beneath us when we lived in Arnside. She must be well into her 80s by now. We had a chat & caught up on old times before going our separate ways.

After this we progressed to our usual butcher for some chicken for today's dinner.

Then we stopped at a pub we don't usually visit. We headed to the loos first but were stopped by yet more familiar faces. This time it was Stella Dave & his friend Chas. We haven't seen Stella for years. He's a brilliant young man, rather too brilliant to cope easily with many people. Last we saw of him was a couple of years ago at the funeral of a mutual friend, Dave C, Linda's husband. Then Stella was working in London doing some high powered job. Now he was back, jobless yet again, victim of the recession. 

He was quite horrified to hear of the Fox's stroke, especially when he realised the Fox is just 61. He feels strokes are for old people. 61 is not old. Stella himself must be in his late thirties. His conclusion was enjoy yourself while you can. We whole-heartedly agreed.

Then another friend came in, another man we've not seen much of of late - Phil the Wizard. He's been very preoccupied with grandchildren these days, having recently gained twins after his daughter had a rather difficult pregnancy. He's now grandfather to 4.

It was good to have an unpressured shop, to see old friends, to catch up on old times. Suddenly my blog of yesterday seemed a bit irrelevant. I once more felt young, with things to do & people to see. Maybe life isn't growing to a full stop so quickly after all.