A long time

...since I'd seen William. 50 years to be precise. We walked out of Greenock High in the summer of 1968 and our paths never crossed again until today. A chance conversation with a friend of mine at William's exhibition led to the usual "Where are you from?" question which led to the discovery that they both knew me and I was still alive. Which led to me driving through to Glasgow to meet up with him to reminisce, eat soup and scoff biscuits, then headed off to meet up with my son and treat him to some food at the Ox and Finch before returning home.

Too much excitement (and food) in one day for someone of my advanced years.