Rolling back the months

While on the way to meet sister for coffee yesterday, as is our regular thing, I ran into one of the blokes from the postroom. After a few minutes chat, he suggested I pop over that afternoon to see everyone. With having nothing much to do, I agreed. It was like nothing had changed, still quiet of an afternoon, friendly banter and mild abuse etc. all over the place. Missed the characters though, shame really, but it was good. To round it off I promised to let them know when i was leaving (finally), so they could throw a "thank goodness he's gone" party, I jested as I left.