Because Martin and I had to go and meet her [their mother] at the station. I can’t remember which station but… I remember… just not knowing what to do. And Martin telling me that – that… she was our mother, and we should be happy to go and see her. And then I remember that he couldn’t face her either. But he looked away and… He was ill at ease once she arrived off the train. And- it was an impossible situation. She didn’t speak any English, and I didn’t know any German. Martin I think had retained some German. But it was an absolutely impossible situation. Very, very painful for everyone… And as soon as she got back to Germany, my father served a court order on my foster parents. And my foster mother, who’d said I was one of the family, had to take me to Germany and leave me there. And that was the final betrayal. That the one person I thought was really there for me… had to leave me. I mean, up here I knew that she had to. I- I- at fourteen I knew what a court order was. But in my guts it was the final betrayal.