I was standing on the jetty at Southampton waiting for the Great White Whale to come alongside. My feet were covered in a fine black soot from the shed we had been made to wait in. We'd been up since 0200 and had travelled from Guz. The timing of 1100 took forever to come about. We could hear the ship and her escorts but they kept the families in the shed (which had been used to store coal) so our view was limited. You could only hear the top notes of the piccolo and occasional crash of the cymbals of the RM Band over the cheering and horns and the engines of the floatilla. The rest of the music just floated away above the crowds. I cried and cried when the first Bootie came down the gangway and was given a red rose to give to his wife, sweetheart, mum, sister or daughter. My husband was gone, but the rest of his Unit was now home. They at least, were safe. The pictures from that day will always be etched on my mind. I have never regretted going to see her come in. It was closure for me and a proud day for the UK. http://users.comcen.com.au/~raiment/ (go to the return 1, 2, 3 thumbnails) Anyone else remember that day?