Good friends.....

When I was 6 we moved to Balloch where we knew no-one. My Dad, originally from Oban, was introduced to Peter at his work, who hailed from Mull and who had two daughters Fiona and Alison. Alison was 6 also and we became firm friends, walking to and from school together often and probably annoying Fiona her older sister who seemed very grown up and glamorous to us. 
Over the years Alison and I have always stayed in touch by letter and more recently by facebook but we have only managed to see each other once in a blue moon. Imagine my delight when I heard that Alison and Fiona were down in Warwick and were planning a trip to Bourton. We had lunch at the house and then a lovely walk round Bourton before they headed off to Lower Slaughter. 
It honestly felt like we had seen each other yesterday even though it was 5 years for me and Alison and over 35 years for me and Fiona! Through Alison's excellent letters I have always felt I have known what the family was up to but having a good natter today was really special. Thanks for visiting girls, it was really special!