OLD FRIENDS
WORDS CHIPPS
Every now and again, I’ll get in touch with an old friend. Sometimes it’ll be a ‘hey, I’m in town, are you free for a coffee?’ phone call; sometimes it’ll be a text to an old number that I’m not sure works any more – or I’ll find an old print photo of them and feel I have to send them a copy in the post. Sometimes, though, we’ll just run into each other. Either at an arranged reunion of people who worked, or rode, or drank together or more organically at a friend of a friend’s party or wedding in an ‘I didn’t know you knew Malcolm, but great to see you’ kind of way.