Have you ever met someone for the first time in 45 years?
No, neither had I – until today.
From 1967-1971, I did a degree in Management Sciences from the (then) University of Manchester Institute of Science and Technology (UMIST) where I spent a year (1969-70) as sabbatical President of the Students’ Union. This morning, I met the person who preceded me as Union President and the person who was effectively my deputy when I was President. I had not seen one for 45 years and the other for around 40 years.
I found our meeting a weird experience. For a start, i did not recognise either of them at first. Both had changed so much. They said that I had changed the least. That may be true physically, but I suspect that I have changed the most in other ways.
Naturally we reminisced a good deal about our university days. Looking back, I’m not sure I fully understood what I was doing and what was happening to me. Also I was surprised today at how little I remember in terms of events and names. Sometimes I think that my life is a dream …