My parents were not very pleased. But I was determined. Somehow I wanted to get away. I was ready to leave my parents’ house. And my first husband was just the type I liked, sporty and enterprising, entertaining, and so I married and we had quite a – from 1926 to 1935/6, we had a very nice time, a very nice circle of friends. And on one holiday we went to Bad Godesberg, to Rheinhotel Dreesen, at the same time as Hitler with his crew was coming to the hotel, and young Dreesen showed me full of pride the rooms and bathroom he had prepared for Herr Hitler and Goebbels…Yes, 1934. And I remember the morning when Hitler came downstairs and all the guests were assembled in the hall of the hotel. I was standing in front with my little boy in his Bavarian Lederhosen, grey chequered with green cuffs and so on, and Hitler went straight to my son, touched his cheek, and said, ‘Wo kommst Du denn her?’ And John became quite red in his face and said, “von Köln.” Then Hitler disappeared down the stairs…and a photographer was standing outside, photographed Hitler doing his raised arm and just caught me at the steps of the hotel… I never thought that Hitler was anybody to be taken seriously.