Tempus fugit - time flies and leaves nothing in its wake apart from memories. Some positive but others are negative.
Let's stick with the positives.
Yesterday I 'played friends of the M6'.
Usually I prefer to avoid travels on a Friday, so how come I headed north yesterday? There are few people that could encourage me to break my self-imposed 'never on a Friday' travel.
Two days ago, I received a message asking me if I was free 'tomorrow'. My god-daughter had plans for me and her mother (my long-time best friend).
The hobbit movie is being shown nation-wide and god-daughter knows how much we love Tolkien. So she'd decided on a get-together and watch the film day. It never crossed my mind that travel would be on a Friday. Hence, I headed north along the dreaded M6 to meet up.
There's something inestimably good about the love and friendship of our nearest and dearest. Hence without thinking I travelled up and then down the M6 almost without a qualm. Now I have memories to cherish.