LCM is off for a reunion... to meet up with teenage-year friends, some of whom she has not seen for over 20 years. Scary stuff. Wondering whether I should wear a name tag and hold a photo of what I used to look like, just in case.
Girlfriend who is hosting (and putting me up for the night, most thoughtful, no problem with having to find my way home then) says - kindly - that I look "no less, no more" than I did then. "Less bosom, more wrinkles" I replied.
Either way, a welcome mini-break which, after the events of the last couple of days (childcare challenge was just one of them, more posts to follow about others soon) I am looking forward to. Even a couple of old boyfriends will be part of the contingent of some 40-odd people. Now that will definitely be interesting to see how they turned out.