We gathered this afternoon at Hn's home in Palm Beach (today's view from the lounge) for a barbecue lunch and leisurely rememberance of years past. Hn's old schoolmate Sn's son, Mk, has returned to live in Australia with his Japanese bride, so it was a reunion of sorts. I last saw Mk when he was about 5 years old. Now Mk is in his late 20s and participates in triathlons and so is a picture of health and fitness. He also is a gentle soul. A pity he is wasted in the straight world but what can you do?
Mk and his bride must have been bemused as conversation (all of us near to, or already in, our 60s) sank deeper into what we considered hilarious reminiscences of group escapades at their ages. Undoubtedly there was a fair bit of embellishment in our increasingly hazy memories. Sometimes I think we get more childish the older we become.
Anyway, it was a fun afternoon and the barbecue food was delicious.
"Sometiems i think we get more childish the older we become"... Actually I think that might be a good thing.
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