Re-Unions

Last August I wrote this post. This week I received a letter to my Flickr address, from the girl in the story. We have not seen or heard from her for 30 odd years because her family moved back to Canada. She didn't even find me via that blog post. She found me (thinking I was my sister) through my photos. I think. I haven't got to the bottom of the sleuthing. But far out, man!!! From Prince Edward Island to my childhood photos of Canberra. She and Bronnie have each other's email addresses now and some catching up to do. And she left me a comment on that blogpost, apparently I did remember it all correctly!

And while we're talking get-togethers, the band I used to work for are having their 10 year reunion gigs. It's quite a big deal. They're playing 5 shows in Melbourne, all but one of which are sold out. Fixit and I are going on Saturday night. I'm so excited. For some reason though, I got stupidly nervous when I rang Mick up to ask for our names to go on the door, as if he might knock me back. Left an entirely pathetic message full of would it be allrights and if it's okay with you. I should get a grip. I was with the band. He left me the nicest message in return. Come Saturday, I'll be with the band again. Rock on.