Widdicombe is back here and here and sadly, VERY sadly here purporting to be a writer. Come back Jeffrey Archer, all is forgiven.

"Soldiers were pointing guns at us while others searched out those who had vainly sought to conceal themselves among the merchandise. I should have been terrified but instead was merely embarrassed that my petty deception might now be exposed. Beside me a woman wept that we would all be deported and her mother of ninety would be left alone in their apartment with no one to look after her.

I changed direction towards the Seine, wanting instead of working to watch the early June sun sparkling on the river, to breathe the air of freedom, to imagine myself upon a boat sailing away from Paris and its horrors."

GREAT STUFF ANNIE!!!