The next vacation was the summer vacation of 1949, the so-called long vacation. And I’d heard that there was an opportunity to go as an exchange student to Germany, and this interested me for two reasons. The first was that, as I explained earlier, I had done two years of essentially schoolboy German to... as part of the degree scheme in Melbourne, but that was translation more from German into English. I could speak a little bit of German, and actually both my mother and my aunts are fluent in both German and French, as well as English, but that of course didn’t rub off on a teenage schoolboy. So I wanted to improve my German. But the other thing of course was that it was just three or four years after the end of the war, and I wanted to see what the conditions were like in Germany, and I must say it was a total revelation to me.