So pleased

to have found my father's scrapbook. Longwinded online meetings allow a bit of tidying in the background: camera off, mic off. 

In 1946, waiting to be demobbed, he and some friends drove from Jerusalem to Petra in Jordan. 

A great family talking point has been: who is the Mystery Woman? She was a Captain - or rather, is shown wearing a Captain's greatcoat (extra) . My dad had that rank - and was always gallant. In the right hand image he is helping with her head-dress.  We shall never know.