Edited and republished January 2011. ************ TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 29, 2005 Prisoner number..........IV and last. So there it was, lying on my desk in front of me.  15 months or so had passed, mainly quite quickly on looking back, I was over a year older, but in experiences - I had aged by 50 years.  Just a piece of paper, called a Posting Order, which I had seen many a time in my services to Queen and Country.  This one though, was different.  Although it had the very welcome news that I was to proceed on dis and em-barkation leave of 2 months, and then report for duty in the Legion Barracks at Castelnaudary in Southern France, from where I would eventually return to the Barracks in Larzac (La Cavalerie), it still meant saying bye-bye to Berlin, and that, I must say, was difficult.   However it had to be done, and my problem was immediate.  Due to all sorts of Security orders, which controlled WHO was invitable WHERE in Be...