Talking to strangers

I was travelling from London to Glasgow in November1988, a man came on the train at Crewe, a lovely cheery man nearly missed the train. I was sitting on a double seat facing the back of 2 seats, he asked if I minded if he sat beside me, as the train was busy. When he heard my accent he said 'you sound as if you're from Glasgow' I said 'Dumbarton' he said 'Oh I was born in Alexandria was brought to England as a child,' that's a few miles from where I lived . so we chatted, he said he was going to Lockerby to visit an elderly aunt ( note date and place) he went on to tell me about visiting 2 aunts in Dumbarton a few years before . One was ill and in fact she died while he was there so went to arrange the funeral mentioned the priest OMG that lady lived near my mother and was an assistant in a local chemist. I knew those sisters very well. I often wondered if he and other aunt survived the Lockerby disaster... I've more... Ellen Brown