I was back at my old school for the first time in about 20 years last night- a good evening, good meal and some of my old teachers were a little bit indiscreet with a couple of glasses of wine inside them!
What was a particularly pleasant surprise was find out that one of the teachers who had most of an impact on me (who encouraged me to take a wider interest in art, music, literature and so on) was still alive and keeping well- he retired in 1991 being in his early sixties so would be 80 or so now and knowing that he'd had a heart attack in his last year of teaching I was quite prepared to find out that he was no longer with us. Of course with it being 20 years on, some of the teachers who were near to retirement have died in the intervening years, but I think it says everything that I had mixed feelings about the evening and ended up leaving at about 11.30.