G sent a message a few hours ago. I thought it was going to be a last-minute thing, because I knew he'd be home this month, but it wasn't. It was about next Saturday. Was I free for lunch?
I am, so we quickly made arrangements. Roll on next weekend.
Sadly, I think the days of us meeting for drinks are over. He used to stay with his Mum when he came over, but family circumstances have changed so he stays with, or near, his sister who's 20 miles away.
That's not conducive to hitting a decent pub, having half a dozen pints and getting a taxi home. Which is a massive shame. He was great company for putting the world to rights over a few drinks and we've had our own adventures in the past. I've blogged about a few of them here.
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