THE EXPLANATION...
My daughter and her husband returned to Australia from their overseas trip. They had studied and worked in England, and visited Europe on a holiday.
While on the Continent, they visited Hungary in the company of my parents, who had left that country in 1946, for England where they made their home. To visit Hungary with their Australian grand daughter and her husband was an experience for both my parents and my daughter. For them to show the old places where they lived was important, and for my daughter to see the places where her father had survived the war was an emotional experience that stayed with her for a long time.
It might well be for that reason that when she returned to Australia, her present to her brother was a book on Hungary, written by an Englishman describing the 1956 Hungarian Revolution and tracing the reasons for it. The book was well illustrated and one of the photographs showed the public hanging of a Hungarian war criminal, Ferenc Szálasi, the self-declared Fuhrer of Nazi-Hungary.
I innocently remarked that the picture must have been taken by a photographer standing in front of or next to me. The silence was deafening. My children looked at me as if I had described my adventures on the moon. Probably they were shocked. I realised that they deserve an explanation.
This is my explanation.