But the absolute highlight of the 1978 trip was the flight on the Concorde between New York and London. And I will let my letter to my parents tell the story…
The imagination runs wild on a flight like this – the captain talked us through breaking the sound barrier at Mach 1 and at the moment at 51,000 foot and 1300 mph (?) we are at 1.95 Mach and still accelerating to get through Mach 2 which will take us to about 60,000 ft and 1350 mph – amazing isn’t it? The PM went up to the cockpit for the passing of Mach 1 and for us down the back we could really feel the “reheat” on one side and then the other as we hit supersonic speed: all very exciting…”
When I read this letter, which my mother had kept for all those years until her death in 1991, I was immediately transported back to the plane, its cramped and tiny seats but its sublime service and utterly sophisticated menu and the way that all of us were completely overwhelmed by the ultimate experience of its day.
The Concorde menu, fashionably 1978
Our memories are there to be shared, I think. My daughter and her partner are coming back home for the weekend for a wedding and I just know she and I will sit down, with a glass of champagne, and have “girls time” going back over the bits and pieces of the life that I had before I was even married.
So perhaps the enforced clean out of long forgotten boxes will yield more delights…I hope so!