The Baynhams

I had an interesting note on one of my Christmas cards this year.
"Looking forward to seeing you in 2012 when we visit Australia"
It was from my boss Glen from Northampton General Hospital where I worked as a newly married, newly qualified,  fresh faced nurse.

Oh how I remember those days! *sigh*

And before you know it here we are are. 2012. A decade later. Living in a different part of the world and making plans to meet up. On last Wednesday Glen and his wife Barbara arrived in Sydney and travelled by train to our local station and we collected them just in time to pull up two extra chairs around the table for dinner.

The last few days have been a time for catching up, for stories,  for remembering all the people who used to tie us together. For showing off the life we live here in Australia, pointing out the similarities, the differences. Oooohing and aaaaghing over the kids and how much they have changed in the last 6 years. We walked, we drank, we ate, we talked, we laughed, we measured Glen's height on our door frame (and no, surprisingly he isn't the tallest visitor as we thought?!)

All good things must come to an end and so another trip to the train station but this time with hugs goodbye and promises to stay in touch.