Visiting a friend from long ago

When I was an undergraduate at Cambridge one year I escorted to a May Ball Joanna Mead.  She was a childhood friend. Our parents knew each other well. We lived in Canterbury all throughout WWII (1939-1945). I was actually twice evacuated to the Lake District with a nanny while my father stayed in Canterbury (he was a General Practitioner) and my mother ran a Red Cross detachment (she was trained as a Physiotherapist),
In 1958 I was rowing as part of Henley Royal Regatta and I visited Joanna at Phyllis Court - a posh country club. By chance our picture was taken and appeared in "The Tatler".

We lost contact for many years but a few years ago started to exchange Christmas messages. Joanna's (whose name is now Joanna Foster) last message was "You are not to come to England again without coming to see us". Joanna was  remarried last year and lives near Oxford.

She has had a distinguished career of public service.  Thanks to Google I found out the following.

Joanna Foster has led many organisations in the UK and internationally. She currently chairs the Crafts Council, the national development agency for contemporary craft and recently retired from ten years of chairing the Nuffield Orthopaedic Centre, NHS Trust in Oxford. She is an Associate Fellow of the SAID Business School in Oxford where she directs a programme for NHS Chairs and is also a coach helping women and men manage change and the competing pressures of work and personal life. Joanna formerly chaired the Equal Opportunities Commission, the Lloyds TSB Foundation, and the National Work-Life Forum. She was Deputy Chair of Oxford Brookes and a Governor for ten years. She worked in France, at INSEAD, the international business school, and in Pittsburgh, USA. She is passionate about her grand daughters, her new riverside house in the middle of Oxford, music and eating with friends. Joanna was awarded the honorary degree of Doctor of Laws by Oxford Brookes University in 1993.

I will be driving to see Joanna and her new husband Nicholas on the way to see my sister Anne near Canterbury.