And so the time came to leave Greece. It had been a wonderful experience but it was a good time to go home - I could not extend my work permit any more.
With lovely presents and good wishes from all my friends I flew home. I had accumulated rather a lot during my stay and had to send some of my things by air freight and pay excess as well! But it was lovely to be going home to my family.
I went back to Greece in 1969, taking Paul with me to meet my friends. And in 1979 Paul and I and our sons had a holiday on Skiathos. I have very happy memories of Greece, and... who knows?... one day I might go back.
