Wardair -- on my way home

And then it was over. Saying goodbye to Judith (I spent a few days with her on return to London), with tears in my eyes, caught the train at Victoria to Heathrow. It was 10 years later before we saw each other again, on her visit to Toronto with her fiancé.

My account is written in 2019, 37 years later. I tried my best to recall what happened but maybe the mind grows fuzzy. But definitely not my return to London!!