This fellow was long gone, but he reared his head, strangely enough, in a sleepy little West German town called Detmold.The Royals (1st Dragoons), known generally as the "Royals", and now a part of the well known "Blues & Royals" (mounted cavalry, although I rarely saw a horse) were arranging their affairs, to go to war - in France! Actually, it was a new NATO arrangement for so called "desert training" and we - almost 500 soldiers, a couple of dozen Centurion tanks - Ferret Scout Cars, and all the rest of the paraphenalia necessary to pass a couple of months in the Sunny South of France! I, for my part, was convinced of my intentions during these 2-3 months, I was going to get a suntan!  Going out in stifling heat onto the dusty flat plains of the "Plateau de Larzac" in a Centurion tank, all "batonned" down, did not fall into my plans!   So - the first thing to do was find a "cozy" little corner job- and do somethi...