Old friends II...

C went down to deepest, darkest Kent last week to visit a couple of very old friends. Not that they're actually old - they're younger than I am - but they have all known each other since their school days, which was quite some time ago. I'll go next time, tho' I expect I'll probably have to be craned off the bike and just plonked in an armchair after the journey. And perhaps craned back on again for the trip back. I really should learn to relax...