Oh that Allied Prisoner 7.

Must have been great at Wilhelmstrasse 23 after August 25, 1987 then.

Very little opportunities for shell shock in the BAOR, unless Hess decided to throw a tantrum. It was mostly a bore.

Thank heavens for that.

There was simply nothing that connected the two that I could see.

That sounds delicious.

Real Jekyll and Hyde.

Baxxter can write coherently. I guess that’s when Saviour drinks that stuff that unleashes the man in every animal.

Am still under shock.

Do you mean to tell me I’ve been humouring Saviour Balzan most of the time?

And there I was thinking Baxxter was some ex-army official who had been posted in Germany and on retirement had come back knackered with shell shock.

I think I’ll stick to reading books not people from now on.

[Daphne – Bob, it’s a JOKE. Because, you know, Saviour Balzan wrote that I am in fact H. P. Baxxter. Saviour Balzan is inarticulate and illogical in two languages and possibly three or four, and illogical, and not particularly bright, so it is obviously not him.]