Private Noel Moncaster, of the Royal Pioneer Corps stationed at Luneburg, had already had a drink or two too many when he spotted a seductive fraulein on a street corner. She invited him to a party and Noel accepted. That was in May 1947. Last week, lighter by 35 Ibs. and a good deal sadder & wiser, Private Moncaster reported back to British regimental headquarters in Berlin, to explain his long absence; the "party" had lasted two years and seven months.
"We got on a train," Moncaster told his superior officers, "and I went to sleep. The next thing I...
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