Dal and friends

Friends from undergrad days are special indeed. We met perhaps 27 (?) years ago: CE was in my programme (though in a different year) and NW lived at my university residence (ye olde Douglas Hall). Since then we have gone in divergent directions, both figuratively (career-wise) and literally. Now we’re middle aged, and experienced, and opinionated… but despite some years-long lapses, we can still identify with each other. It’s fascinating to hear what’s gone on in people’s lives and what they’re plotting next, because it’s never the same as one’s own.