Pick up the suitcase and come with me...

In 1964 I went to Europe for the first time. I was young and naive and coming from the backwater of Rhodesia to the heart of where it was all happening was an enormous adventure. It was the time of the Beatles, Mods and Rockers, Carnaby Street, psychedelic colours, flower power....But I do have to admit that I was much too conservative to misbehave much...!

To follow my story of this adventure, click on the red suitcase. If you want to skip to a particular place, you can click on the flags in the map below. I hope you enjoy travelling with me.