The Reunion
I'd never seen the point in reunions - all too American for me. Until recently...A reunion was planned to mark an anniversary since we left Sixth Form. Normally I'd not bother, but the party was planned for a pub which was run by one of the girls from Sixth Form, and the prospect of a free bar was too much to resist! I'd also always had a little thing for the organiser (I'll call her Jo) and was curious to see what had happened to her.When I walked in I was immediately glad I'd come. Jo was...