The JPGs are a little squished, but this will improve.
This is me when I first arrived in Dressie. I was one of the first off the plane, since my luggage had been misplaced by the lovely ladies at BA. Andy had no idea of course, but then I had no idea when he pretended to be lining me up for a photo with his doesn't-really-look-digital-but-more-like-an-old-Minolta digital camera, all the while filming me for posterior... or is it posterity?
While i'm at it, is historical a word? Of course it is. And nice American lady was right.