Well, life is weird.
Just had an old friend on the phone, now this is a guy I been friends with for years, since I was 13, and I am 41 now, so that's the thick end of thirty years. We were at school together, at university together, and shared a flat in London on a couple of different occasions, as well as me living in his spare bedroon during the week when I was commuting to my job in London, and recently married in Geneva. I mean, we are talking oooolllddd friends.
Turns out that he just gave up his job in Holland, and is going to be working with Alco here in Geneva, so he will be around. Amazing. Of course, him (his name is John Currie) being him, just called once he got here.
I got a call from a strange cell number, but a Swiss one, so when I picked up and it was John, well, I was puzzled, and then he announces he's in town to live. Heh. Remarkable.