Martin and I are fly to the Sunshine Coast on our own leaving Melissa in Sydney for the next week. We have arranged to meet an old school friend - Karen and her husband Mitch. Now I have know Karen since we were just 12 when our fathers were in the RAF. We went to the same school when the squadrons that my Dad, Karen's Dad, Lofty's Dad, Teresa's Dad and probably others that I can not remember was shutting down and they were being relocated. All of our Dad's got posted to the same new RAF base which meant that although we moved schools, we moved with friends. This was very important at that age and I can still remember the sense of inclusion I felt when I was able to walk to my new
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