Taking photos and being directed to join in was good fun. But it was still hot and my jacket was now done up. I smiled and leaked and smiled some more. I mopped my brow, but not secretly as everyone else was doing the same. I stood out, not because of my skin colour, but because the groom and his team were wearing wine coloured ties and Jeff and I had chosen Gold. There were lots of photos, and those that I did not take I will be able to access from my friends. We cheered, we clapped, we shook hands. Those that I knew were greeted with the correct handshake. Yoggi was there, I smiled and said "Yoggi, you found me". Remember I was never lost, he lost me. It was a warm smile and although our time together was short I still consider him as a friend. It was not his fault, he was busy. Not out of choice, it was work. We all have to make a living and I understand these things. Hopefully one day Yoggi will understand too. By then Michael will probably be President of Ghana and Mr Jeff will be a Headteacher or in the government and in charge of education. It is all mapped out for each of us, and I see a great future on the World stage for Michael and teaching success for Jeff. They are both lovely people, like Yoggi, Jess, Cudjo, Mrs 'G', Tamara, Eleanor, Beatrice, Theresa. Alice, Jones, Nigel and those whose names that I cannot recall. The difference being, and there always is a difference; Michael, Jeff and I have great taste in ties. Why oh why, didn't I buy more?
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