I said I wasn't going to do these chunky little blog entries on here any more, but I want to write about my trip to Bavaria, because it was, in itself, a mixture of fun, loneliness and, primarily, hunger. The reason I was visiting Rothenburg ob der Tauber last week was to go and see our very good family friend. During the Second World War, he was a prisoner of war in England, and made close connections with my family (on my mother's side), and since 1946 he has never forgotten the kindness that my family apparently showed him. Every now and then we get a phone call from him, and he wants to know everything that is going on with us. Obviously now, he is a very old man of 87 years, with a few
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