I have this photo sitting on a bookshelf at home.
I do like it. I’m second from the right. The strange thing is I have no recollection how I came to have this photo. I don’t remember bringing it with me when I moved and I don’t remember anyone sending it to me. Just one of the many things lost in my memories.
The bus ride home from school was too damn long. It left school just after 3.00pm and we didn’t get home until 4.30pm. Not that it was that far from school to home, because by car it was only 40 minutes. But the bus made lots of stops, and also took detours to suburbs on the way. So whenever a friend was picked up from school by a parent it would normally mean that 2-3 extra kids would jump in the car to get a ride home too.