Recently I was pleasantly surprised when I was contaced by a girl I knew while I attended Torpoint Comprehensive down in Cornwall, during 1985-88. Sharon is trying to organise a school reunion in a few months time and was wondering if I’d be able to make it.
Initially I was kind of wary, you know? it’s just that I used to take a lot of shit when I was at school – mostly name calling and stuff that I didn’t handle very well because I was a little sheltered when I was younger and just didn’t know how to cope. Somehow being called Jock and Haggis now wouldn’t bother me at all, but when I was in my early teens I let it tear me to pieces.
Hence the idea of being in a room for an evening in the company of the, admittedly few, folks who used to bait me with that kind of teasing didn’t initially appeal to me. Sharon replied to my concerns pointing out that there are a few others in the same boat, but she thinks it’ll be a good night all the same and any differences will be left in the past where they belong.
I’ve come to agree – I really hope I can make it in September. Aside from all the teenage angst I put myself through I did have a few good friends while I was at the school – most of whom I haven’t seen or heard of since I moved back to Scotland in ’88. Be nice to catch up again and talk about those glory days.
And I’ve been looking for a reason to travel back to Cornwall for quite a few years now – this could be the perfect excuse. :o)