Dark world...

Many, many years ago - about 38 I think - I had a friend who was a genius in Arabic and Hebrew. We had been in university together, and now he was at Oxford.

I had a letter from "The Old War Office, London." Major ******* wished to come to have a talk with me as part of a positive vetting enquiry re my old friend. In due course he arrived off the London train and took my memory to pieces and put it back together again. Four hours, and a cup of tea later, he was off.

I never heard of, or saw my friend again.

For twenty or more years that is. I was crossing a square in a West of Scotland town. And there he was. On his way to a holiday in Arran. With a lady, who it transpired was his third or fourth since his wife that I remembered.

And he had not worn as well as me!!!!

Then he was gone again..... I wonder what ever happened?