On the tiles

2006-08-24

Went out with two old friends from back when I did my degree. It doesn’t seem that long ago, but I guess that it is. Mike Aird lives in Newcastle, so I’ve seen him a number of times since I got here, but I probably haven’t seen Mark Dixon for a decade or more. So, I was reasonably looking forward to an evening of slightly fatter, middle aged blokes reminiscing about old days; but both of them are thin as rakes. Never try and chase up your past, it might tell you rather more about your present than you want to know.

Was a good night, though. Mark seems to be doing well, has accidentally managed to become called Chris, and does something engineeringy.

Originally published on my old blog site.