When I moved back to Louth I tried to track down an old friend of mine. I googled him and found an old message he had left. But it was not new, and I think the email fell on dead ears so to speak.
Then today, I popped into the Post Office to grab a mail forwarding form. I looked back in the queue and two down from me there was this guy, about my age. I looked at him and thought, hey I know him. He looked at me, and there was that glimmer of the same feeling.
He said my name at the same time I said his, it was freaky. Talk about a coincedence! Anyway, a couple of beers down the pub and we were reliving old times. I met his old lady, talked about his upcoming birthday, the usual stuff. It was very fortuitous meeting him, and I think I’ll go down the pub and buy him a beer for his birthday.
Besides, the blonde bargirl he introduced me too was pretty