Thanks OC - I'm hoping to find the flat we used to live in overlooking Grand Harbour (Dad was in the RN). I remember so much about the place: going to school, aged almost 4, and having to take an egg for lunch which the nuns would boil - one day I broke mine, the beaches, getting lost, fishing, the buses, flying out there in a BEA Viking and having to land at Nice to refuel, throwing up over my teddy bear (air sickness) - happy days...