What a scary story!
A friend born in the fifties told me about his recent New Year's Eve experience. Like lots of people, mostly singles, he was welcoming the year 2014 on a long hike through the Polish countryside.
The hike was culminating in a party around the campfire in the forest! Sausages fried on sticks over the campfire, lots of drinks, stronger than mulled wine as well, surely... Chatting, singing, cracking jokes, maybe even dancing (I didn't ask). To his astonishment and following horror, his primary school teacher managed to recognise him among all these people and kept trying to cling to him. She would embarrass him by telling everybody, 'Look, this is my former student' (that actually was the least silly of her remarks) and so on. However, that was not the worse. She wanted to get closer to the poor chap. Finally, he couldn't put up with it any longer and headed home.
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