The arrival of Qantas flight QF2 from London into Sydney heralded not only the end of a very tiring journey, but for me it was also the beginning of a new life Down Under.
At Customs I waited patiently in line before handing over my passport to the official in charge whose demeanour was calm and still. Only the eyes of Officialdom moved as her gaze shifted back and forth between my photo to my face and once more without a change in expression back to my photo again.

“ I’ve had a haircut, I offered in support. ”

No need. Officialdom was satisfied and as my freshly stamped passport was handed back to me I will never forget those immortal words. “ Welcome to Australia Sir, but why on earth do you want to come and live in this God forsaken place for? ” Ignoring her remark, I smiled and skipped and danced through Arrivals and out into the welcoming embrace of my new home…. "Yes welcome to Australia indeed sir !"