I'm referring to Mr Eric Pleasants referred to as Hitlers bastard
This is the synopsis on Amazon
"A life-long pacifist, Eric Pleasants was forced to kill in order to survive. From a vagabond life alongside infamous Triple Cross agent Eddie Chapman on occupied Jersey, Pleasants was taken by the Nazis to a series of prison camps in France. The years that followed held a whirlwind of unexpected turns: he lived a life on the run in occupied Paris, was captured and recruited into the British Free Corps of the Waffen-SS, found love with a young German woman, witnessed the bombing of Dresden and attempted to hide from Soviet troops along the sewers of Berlin. When the war ended, Pleasants found himself on the Communist side of the Iron Curtain. By now a strong man in a travelling circus, he was arrested by the KGB on charges of espionage and sentenced to 25 years' slave labour in the notorious camps of Arctic Russia.Only with Stalin's death in 1953 was Pleasants finally released from his unique kind of purgatory, after nearly half a lifetime of peripatetic nightmare. Pleasants died in 1998 in Norfolk at the age of 87"
Can you only imagine? Suffering not only Hitler but Stalin as well and surviving to live and work in Norfolk???
I can see it in my mind. The Royal Legion (norfolk Branch) A group of WWII veterans are gathered around a table swapping stories of how hard they had it in the trenches or the POW camps of the east. One man claims that his experiences fighting through Normandy Belgium was as close to hell on earth as man can experience here. There's a derisive snort from the bar. They turn around to see Eric Pleasants standing there watching them with half a pint of bitter in his hand.
He strides over, slams his drink on the table and levels them with a stare forged in the fires of hades.
"Now let ME tell you a story...."
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I knew Eric in the 1950's. He and my Mother were involved for quite a while. I was about 6 at the time and he was like a Dad to me at that time, that is until they broke up. He was always looking over his shoulder in those days for any trouble that may have been caused by his war time escapades. He dictated vast amounts of his war time experiences to my mother for his forthcoming book and often told me of his adventures. I didn't know that he was in the SS then though!
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