Sometimes I go a week without updating or even checking the site, other times I log in and something just makes me smile, perhaps a friend who I haven't spoken to in years or just a link to a far more interesting video or webpage. It's moments like that when I'm prepared to wade through the limitless applications and people I don't want to speak to...this week there was one of those moments.
No, not the rapidly spreading hordes of 25 things you didn't know... notes, though that may yet be the topic for a later blog. This was something a little more personal
You have probably noticed that there is a photo attached to this post...this is your cue to look at it...
...finished looking?
Did you spot me?
I'm not wearing a hat so I appreciate that this may be difficult...keep looking...
...yes yes this is complicated by the fact that I look quite a bit like one of the other guys...
...success?? If so - have a cookie...
...I'll give you a clue, I'm not one of the two on the far right...
..Still looking? Ok. I'm third in from the left. The young lad perched highest on the wall (aged about eleven)
So Dave (I hear you say) why are you so stoked up about an old picture? Well, mostly because this brings back a whole load of happy memories. As far as I can tell this picture was taken on my very last day at primary school. Those seven people were my entire school year and, as is no doubt common, I have happy, golden almost, memories of my school days.
The strange thing is that I'm not even sure that it was as wonderful as I remember, no doubt I was bullied, bored and unhappy some of the time, but all that is now long forgotten. In fact, I don't really want to remember everything...I'm quite happy with my selective memories.
At this point I was going to ramble on with a description of my classmates and so on, but I suspect you wouldn't be anywhere near as interested as I am. So let's leave it here. Brevity is next to godliness and all that.
Until next time, may you remember what you want to and forget what you don't
1 comment:
It pleases me (yes, this faulty-goods-god is pleased) to see that you found this because it's not only cute and touching and all of those other human emotions I'm so out of touch with, but it's also ... real?
I'll try to explain; FB is my only safe contact with the outside world. Nothing of what I experience on there can be called real, but it suffices because that's how I manage.
I have fragments of my childhood lurking around all of which are so painful, I push them away instantly.
The cute little guy in the photo minus the hat pleases me because it gives me hope that one day I'll be able to remember something good about my childhood and that FB will cease to function as my surrogate reality.
Awwww, I want to pinch your cheeks...
Kudos ;)
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