After the usual long flight I arrived in London at around 7.30am. It was still dark and I had to go via a cargo office to deliver the manifest I picked up in Sydney from the courier company I travelled for. To explain, in those days it was advantageous financially for courier companies to use travellers to accompany their goods overseas as part of the baggage allowance. I did a few trips overseas where I was used by one of these companies and in return I received a discount on my fare. In this case I apparently had in my possession some material for flight crew uniforms. You never actually saw the goods but could read the documentation to find out.
When I eventually found the office the woman I spoke to called out to someone something like "You have a pretty one!" Eek, that would freak me out today (not that it would happen) but then I just took it and moved on.
I did not book accommodation in those days, and I just went into the city on the Heathrow bus and found a cheap hotel near Victoria Station.
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