
I met an old friend at the woods today whilst walking Tallulah in the words today, I greeted her with joy, but she
obviously didn't remember our good times.

Yes, yes, she made all the right noises, but I feel so hurt that this "old friend" failed to recognise me after not seeing each other for about a dozen years?
We spent some real quality time together, I thought our friendship would be ingrained on her memery banks. It was delightful to see her and she has really weathered the passing years quite well.

It was such a shame to rush off, but I was a tad hurt, and anyway DH was due back on his jet from sunnier climes, I had to rush to the airport to fetch him.