Memories of my teens

I know just what you mean. I now live 200 miles from where I grew up and hadn't seen any since school days. So I put an advert in their local newspaper and 4 people got in touch. Sadly 2 didn't keep up the correspondence but the other 2 are great friends. We often chat on the phone and I visit the area each year. Also a lad who was our neighbour and my age died last year. Life is just too short. X

I'm going to London next month to meet my besty and celebrate the 60th anniversary of the day of our meeting on the 16th. Wonderful!

I keep in touch with 4 college friends and 5 school friends, one of which started infant school at the same time as I did. We meet up from time to time. I still know people from the church youth club. A few years ago I bumped into someone from primary school so re-kindled an old friendship. Sadly the 11+ severed some friendships.

So good to read about all your memories and old friendships.

Thanks for the condolences. I really have been surprised at my reaction to my old friend’s death.

I know she and her husband were volunteers for a canal conservation trust, so I sent a cheque to them in her memory, as I knew she would’ve been pleased.

I still keep in touch and meet my best friend whenever I am in the UK, we have been friends for seventy years, went to School together, Nursed together, we were each others Bridesmaids/Maids of Honour, and although I dont live in the UK it is lovely we still have a strong friendship, we know we are there for each other.

At 16 and 17 I had what I thought would be friends for life, except that I broke all the rules and got myself pregnant and had a baby at just 18 which was the end of all of my friendships. Okay so one or two visited me and “the baby” a couple of times but that soon died a death when I couldn’t get a babysitter and every meet up involved “the baby” which isn’t exactly cool for an 18 year old.

So my teenage years were mostly lonely and miserable if I’m being honest .

I am still friends with my best friend who I first met at age 9. She is like a sister to me. I still meet up with two other friends who I did nursery nursing training with at age 16, one of them I also went to school with a third unfortunately died of cancer when she was 59. I still miss her our birthdays were only 11 days apart. I was so sad she would not see her small grandchildren grow up.