Malta, by Kirsteen Lyons

Malta. I was 16 when I was here. I had never experienced heat like it before, when I got off the plane I thought I was standing in the blast from the jet engines!

I went with friends from Liverpool and at the airport we wished our Maltese friends goodbye. My Liverpool friends made extravagant promises to keep in touch forever, already having moved long distance twice, I made no such promises, (perhaps I was the sader for my knowing silence) however I seem to have managed to never forget them. I hope they are well.