Quick into town to collect the get the watch chain fitted. I meet one of my (now)
former partners on the way.
Mum and Dad picked me up about 11.30am. So much champagne yesterday.
Just as I did last night when 214 closed behind me, I never looked back when I left my perfect flat. Even though I had lived there for only 5/6 years, it had been part of my life since 1977 when Nana moved there.
No regrets.
The two cats (by arrangement with BA) flew for £10 each. Boy they had an adventure waiting them at the other side. Like Dick Whittington's before, they would soon be London cats.
And Simon is waiting for me. Happy days. The next part of our life together.
Here I am crying on the plane as I leave Aberdeen, my home.
Ironically I'm sitting next to Roy Roxburgh, a former tutor, and a partner at a lesser law firm who has no idea who I am - who I
was.
As the tears stream down my face. The saddest goodbye to Mum & Dad. To Aberdeen. To success. Off to the unknown, but I have such confidence in myself, like what Maria had.
At Heathrow I collect the cats from special luggage. I take them on the tube, London cats now.
When we meet Simon, we are our new family. Happy days, great promise....
