A week is a long time in politics, as the saying goes, but even in my life, a roller coaster can take place within a series of a few hours, let alone a few days. Looking back at the week and how I feel now, I can only try and recall a weekend, that nears such ‘perfection’? Of course, in recent times, there is the weekend of Saturday 8th March of this year. However, you have to go back to October 1999, for my last ‘perfect’ weekend! It was Saturday 9th October, to be exact! I had just passed my driving test, that Wednesday (6th) and was looking forward to a weekend, cruising around the town. What we planned, in the end was a trip to the faithful, Wycombe 6. (Then under the management of UCI, and not under the guise of the Film Works, as it is now!) We went to see American Pie, and I recall, in a way that is so remarkable that I met, a group of friends of my old school, Sir William Ramsay, leaving the cinema, as I entered with my college crew. Among the old flames, was Ben G, with whom, I spent many an hour, battling our GCSE Business Studies and Information Studies (as IT was referred to back in 1998!) The contact was brief, and we just kept it to the formalities of hello, how are you? This weekend, is beginning to live up to that autumn night, back in 1999. Saturday morning, we had a photographer around for some family photographs. Then, the afternoon was spent down at Adams Park for my third Wycombe game. Having, had my arm twisted by Trig, next door, I went down, hoping to watch some entertaining football. Unfortunately, Wycombe, proved themselves extremely lucky to walk away with a draw. Cheltenham, were the much better side, and hungry for much more than the Chair Boys. Then, in the evening, I went out into Wycombe for the first time, since December 2001. The weather was dramatically differently from the Friday and symbolically, I felt cold myself. Cold, because of two individuals who will remain nameless (you know who you are!) were unable to make it, and I wasn’t in a mood to enjoy myself and instead, looked forward with great anticipation to the following weekend, which again, holds much promise! There was something, that I needed to get out of my system. I still hadn’t been to the one and only nightspot in my great hometown. Time (the club) and Here & Now (the bar). An old friend, had referred to the place, in his personal review as: “Club Eden, with a lick of paint…” Although, I can say little to not justify, my friend’s comments, I feel there are various factors which ultimately influence your night out:

• Friends
• Venue
• Quality of Music

I was just heading out of Time, having to a certain degree, had enough. When I suddenly, heard the cry of “Andrew Tegala” from a all too familiar voice and beginning to wonder, what the hell I’ve done wrong! It was my old school friend, Helen and within a few moments, several of my old friends from SWR, started appearing from the various corners of the nightclub. Indeed, it was turning into a bit of a mini-SWR reunion. It was heart warming, to be received by friends, who have nothing but admiration for your achievements and your goals. That brings me to quote, a line from a song: “Understand, that friends come and go but its the precious few who hang on”. The song? We go back to 1999, and Baz Luhrman with Sunscreen. It strange to think that we left school, only 5 years ago and so many are still in the beautiful town. Out of choice or necessity is another matter. September 1998, was the last time, until yesterday afternoon, that I went to a Wycombe home again. Symbolically, this was exactly the time, when most of the friends, I met yesterday evening were making decisions, as to which path to follow! Thinking back now, I know I have chosen the right path. Perhaps my feeling previously, was that the path I had chosen wasn’t suitable for me. I look back now and think that was stupid. I think, I haven’t lost focus on what matters, which is the destination. I am doing the right things, making the right decisions and ultimately enjoying my success! 🙂 And I now have found the people, with whom I want to share my success, a question is answered and another thought/feeling boxed away for good! Happy Easter and good luck to you all.