According to the Facebook group to which I was added at the weekend, this year marks the 30th anniversary of the graduation of Liskeard Comprehensive School’s class of ‘86. Looking at the roll call of names and photos in the group is like being in the audience of a Peter Kay gig. (‘Remember the 80s? Permed hair eh? And rah-rah skirts? Remember those? And eating butterscotch Angel Delight at your Nan’s house while you watched The Sullivans? Remember that?’) And, though I’m not going to be able to make the physical reunion this weekend, my nostalgia buds have well and truly been tickled, and some old real-life friends have become new Facebook buddies.