Missing old friends

I don't care what people say.  Around this time of the year, I always miss old friends.  Whether that's because most are still good enough to send cards or whether it's because it's Christmas I don't know.  But memories of good times always seems strongest, once I've watched my first Christmas film.  For me, these people were (and still are) so important.  These are the people that I grew up with, that shaped my life and turned me into what I am now.


So why is that when Mrs Pimmsoclock hands me pile of cards to sign and asks me to add a couple of lines of sincere comment, do I find it so hard?    I think as much as its easy to dip back into these friendships during dinner parties, bank holiday trips away and festival weekends, we just have less and less in common now.  Not exactly earth shattering social analysis I know but what do I do about this? 


I tried looking on-line for a 'Sincere Christmas message Generator' but even the mighty Google turned up nothing.  As it was, I had to concentrate on recalling why I loved these people.  That wasn't hard but it did make me sad that the comments were more about memories rather than recent adventures.  Here it comes, first one.  Next year, I am going to keep in touch with these guys more.