When talking of political, lying liars, as I was in the post just below, they don't come much bigger or more deceptive than Winston Churchill. That man would have earned a fortune flogging second-hand Bentleys in Berkeley Square! I am provoked to this harsh assessment, which I have nurtured for some time, by an excellent book on the all but forgotten campaign, or utter fiasco if you want to be accurate, that took place in Norway in 1940. I confess to my own ignorance of the details although I knew in rough terms that it was a splendid British cock-up of the sort we do so awfully well which is probably why I have avoided the subject. However, I am now reading Six Minutes in May by Nicholas Shakespeare which is roughly the equivalent of jumping in the fjord at Narvik in mid-December!
Mr. Shakespeare (like his more famous namesake) tells it the way it was and it was "Dad's Army" writ large! One suspects that 'Capt. Mainwaring' would have been marginally more competent than old 'Winnie'. The British establishment, military and civilian, were utterly useless. If it wasn't for the loss of life, you would fall about in helpless laughter! How in hell Churchill managed to become prime minister after this farrago, I do not know, but apparently Mr. Shakespeare will tell me in due course - when I pluck up the courage to read further!