Yes, my mother managed then to get him [Gerti’s father] over to- over to England, and he wasn’t very happy. No. Wasn’t very happy. Couldn’t settle after eleven years [in Palestine]. In fact, he was quite strange to me. He was a stranger to me…
I think it was Liverpool Station, I’m not quite sure, but we did pick him up. Strange. Very strange. By then I had one child. A baby. And… No, he couldn’t get to grips with it. For my mother as well! Very strange.
