6 May 1982, An odd farewell

To be honest I don't really remember this day.  We weren't flying while the NATIU guys were coming up with plan B but we were told that we would be back off to Lee the next day.  I'm not sure whether we knew whether we would be coming back.  In the end we didn't as you will see but it meant that I probably didn't appreciate the day as much as I should have.  Saying a proper good bye to the family was a bit compromised.