Amazingly, this morning, looking for something else, I turned up a photo of ME and me with (I think) Lord Trefgarne, who had come for a photo opportunity with the F2 as was. About the same time, I was involved with an abbreviated visit by someone we'd never heard of called Edwina Currie, who baled out of the visit straight after the photo. We still had the lunch. Eggs Benedict, I seem to recall. She didn't seem interested in computer systems.