Foreword: This is an account of an incident, an episode, the full details of which are known to only two men living.
Chapter One : The boy looked through the keyhole into the study. This was not spying; this was a matter of appraisal. He was developing a conviction that he could tell his father's mood simply from the curve of that long back bent over the desk.
'Germans pressing forward with savage persistence. Our destroyers are doing gallant work, bombarding, transporting gold and diamonds, rescuing princesses, aiding sinking merchant ships, etc.
There, in a couple of dozen words, is exactly what this account has tried to put on paper at rather greater length - and in the human context of how a few people felt and acted in the year that Whitsun was cancelled in England.