I was looking through some old photos of mine yesturday and came across the ones from my holiday in Portugal in 1999. Well I found one of me in the kids club and next to me was a girl called Pearl who I made really good friends with. Obviously, the holiday ended I went home and we never contacted as we didn’t have computers when we were 7/8 … but I found her last night on facebook, and we both remembered the games and songs we did in the kids club, but then this proves that it’s a “small world” …
I told her how I have someone at my class from Jersey, she asked me his name to see if she knew him, and she did! She told me that she knew him because she’s good friends with his girlfriend.
Talk about, “it’s a small world”.
By: Arabella-Cox - 1st February 2010 at 14:11
A few years ago my mum was looking through some old diaries. In one she found an entry written a just couple of weeks before I was born, saying she had met an old school-friend in town, who was also pregnant. The two of them didn’t keep in touch after that, until many years later, when the friend’s baby ended up being my wife.
By: symon - 1st February 2010 at 07:40
While I was living in Hannover, we were at a fair at the lake one weekend. Another Uni mate that was living out there also, bumped in to some guy he knew from his home town – Linlithgow (quite an achievement considering they are both relatively small towns).
p.s. good work on the Facebook stalking, it’s funny the number of random people you can connect with, who you once knew from times past!
By: old shape - 31st January 2010 at 00:08
We met our Littlewoods Pools collector in Northern Canada.
I’ve also met friends in a hick town in USA (North New York state) when we just pulled in for a Pizza and I knew this girl and two of her mates. They were on a tour of old Churches in USA, they were campanologists. That’s a long way from “taking on” the whole of class 5B I thought.
By: DazDaMan - 30th January 2010 at 18:59
I’ve changed it so you perverts don’t have an aneurism! :p
Some great photos there, Steve.
By: steve rowell - 30th January 2010 at 09:55
Daz..our major brewery here CUB still run a team of Clydesdales..meanwhile have a look at this sight it may be of some interest to you
http://www.redbubble.com/search/clydesdale
By: Flygirl - 30th January 2010 at 09:47
:D:D:D:D Now that does look a tad funny.
By: bazv - 30th January 2010 at 09:23
While I was looking at three youngsters in a nearby stable
Careful what you say Daz…could be misconstrued 😀
By: DazDaMan - 30th January 2010 at 08:19
If the world in general is a small one, then the horsey world is even smaller…!
I had read an article in one of the magazines regarding the Great Clydesdale Migration, where a group of heavy horse enthusiasts rode 12 Clydesdales (and one Shire) all the way down from the Isle of Skye to a new home in the Lake District (these are now the famed Cumbrian Heavy Horses).
Someone had recorded the events and released a DVD – which I duly ordered from them, and then spent a little while after chatting with them about Clydesdales through e-mail.
About five or six months later, a friend and I went to a heavy horse evening at a farm down near Ettrickbridge in the Borders. While I was looking at two geldings and a filly in a nearby stable, my friend was talking to a middle-aged woman, and when I went over to join them, Susan duly introduced me.
“This is my friend, Daren. He’s absolutely mad about Clydesdales.”
“Oh!” says the middle-aged woman, “so YOU’RE Daren Cogdon, are you?”
Turned out she was the woman who’d recorded and produced the film which I duly bought!
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