Thursday, 5 January 2017


Have you ever met someone and become friends,
only to learn much later that, when younger, they lived
near to you or even attended the same school in a previous
neighbourhood?  If you're anything like me (I'd imagine that
not many people are), you can't help but wonder if your paths
might've crossed before without either of you knowing or re-
membering.  Y'know, like standing in the same queue in a
local shop, or in the same bus shelter or whatever.  So,
with that in mind, "I wanna tell you a story."

(Cue wavy lines as we indulge in a flashback.)
My father once had a pair of budgies, Cheeky and
Joey.  For some unstated reason, he eventually decided
to part with them, though I suspect it may've been because
he'd read an article saying that budgies carry diseases and so
decided it was better to be safe than sorry.  I remember as I
was leaving for primary school one day, my parents say-
ing:  "You'd better say goodbye to the budgies -
they won't be here when you get back."

I simply shrugged, but on reaching the back gate
I was overwhelmed by a sudden wave of sadness and
hurried back in to bid Cheeky and Joey au revoir.  Cut to
many, many years later, and me and my pal Moonmando
(whom you've seen comment on the blog) were in that former
neighbourhood and I pointed out my old house to him.  You
can imagine my astonishment when he informed me that
he and one of his brothers had once collected a pair
of budgies in a cage from that very house.

I didn't meet Moony 'til around 2nd or 3rd year in
secondary school, so to discover he'd actually been in
my (by then) former house without me knowing was quite
a surprise.  What's more, his brother had been in my class at
primary school at some stage, though I never knew him then,
or even remembered him.  In fact, it wasn't until I was looking
at an old school photo (which you can see here) in adulthood
that I recognised his brother - as, by this time, I had known
them both for quite a number of years.  (Although learn-
ing they'd both once been in my old residence to
collect our budgies came later.)

What's more, the realisation that I'd later visited
their house many times without ever knowing it was
the very domicile to which Cheeky and Joey had 'retired',
was likewise a source of amazement to me.  This was a con-
nection of which we'd all been previously unaware.  It goes
without saying that Moony isn't as impressed with this inci-
dent as I am (or at all in fact), but to me, it's one of those
'Astounding Tales' that makes life so interesting.
(Then again, I always was easily impressed.)

  So, anything like that ever happen to you?  Do tell!  


moonmando said...

You've got a great memory Kid. I struggle to remember what I had for my tea the previous evening. I do recall getting those budgies and getting them from your old abode,though not with the same clarity as yourself.
Life certainly was a lot less cluttered back then.

Kid said...

Actually, Moony, I don't remember anything at all about it - because I wasn't there! The only thing I recall is you telling me about collecting the budgies and cage years after the fact.

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