Just spoke to someone I used to know when I was about eleven or twelve. This is great, but it does remind me of how ancient I'm getting.
Being an author is an odd thing - I think I've said this before - you go along, stuck in your office minding your own business when you get a letter or an email from someone you've lost contact with. I was even doing a book signing once when this lady came up to me, and she obviously knew me, and my familiy - but when she told me who she was married to, it all became clear. Life is funny, isn't it? But in this age of digital inquisitiveness, it's quite surprising who knows what you're doing!