We sat in the sun with cups of tea to exchange news.They had had visitors through the summer, a friend and her new partner and they were eager to tell me all about it.
'He was German, you know' said my Step Father who had taken an obvious dislike to the poor man. 'It's a shame The War's over' he pronounced.
I looked at him slightly puzzled
'Else I could have shot him!' he finished with a flourish, satisfied at just the thought...