Perhaps I'm in denial?

I consider myself to have fairly good recall but it’s still amazing how many deeply buried memories easily come to the surface during the occasional meet-ups with friends.  Yesterday, several of us met in Morecambe to enjoy a delicious afternoon tea at The Midland Hotel 

and as always, we had plenty of shared experiences to dredge up from our bottle-green, convent school days.  The other surprising thing is that although some stories come immediately to mind, once re-told, others, that clearly occupy an important space in the minds of my friends, remain totally absent from mine.  Perhaps I’m in denial!