Good friends

A friend is a friend...you can define it in as many ways as you want...but it is still someone that mean something to you...There are good friends, best friends...or...just friends...bur this doesn't really matter...does it? They are all friends...

I was very pleased to meet so many of my old friends last week end in Italy...it was cool to see that even if you have not seen them in years you are still very familiar with them...you feel familiar with them...I didn't know about most of them...what they were doing, how they were doing...however I was just happy to see their face...and to see that everyone is still the same that I knew...that was just amazing...We had time to talk about their work...for me to tell them about things here in England...and then a lot remembering all the funniest things happened when we used to spend time together daily...What a laugh...!!! In this (I hope) we have changed...cos out of the million of facts that came back to our mind, some of them were really really stupid...Kind of thing that you think about and you say...How on the earth I was so silly...???

And now...Here I am...back to the English summer...with its blue sky and warm temperature...and some friends from Italy here with me...