I'd also met people on the ship coming over, I thought I'd see them, and go down to London, see a bit, and also there was my father's family, whom I wasn't so close to for obvious reasons, but they lived in Brighton. My father and mother, interestingly, were both the youngest of large families of five children, and both their mothers, that's to say, my father's mother and my mother's mother, were widowed when they were 35, so they had a big job bringing up large families in the, essentially, the late '90s, about 100 years ago now. And my father's eldest sister was... she was a matron at Coventry Hospital on the night that it was bombed, so she... well, she was now retired, it was from 1948 I'm now talking about, and she was living with her elderly sister who'd been in Brighton, so I went down to see them. And the first thing I heard them say was, 'Isn't he like John, isn't he like his father?' So I spent a wonderful time with them, and with my cousins whom I'd not met before, and got very well-acquainted with them, and they showed me the sights of Brighton, the Pavilion, and so forth. And I went walking around the Surrey Hills, I'd come from Surrey Hills in Australia, but it's south of London, the hilly countryside there.

Guildford Cathedral, Brian, you'll be interested to hear, was being built. It was the first cathedral that'd been built since, I suppose, Wren's London, since the Great Fire of London. I don't think there'd been a cathedral built since then. Of course, Liverpool's come later again, but it had been started in Guildford, I think, in 1933, something like that, but was still being built when I was down there.