The war is overBMJ 1995; 310 doi: https://doi.org/10.1136/bmj.310.6987.1143 (Published 29 April 1995) Cite this as: BMJ 1995;310:1143
- Colin Douglas
The dinner in honour of our guest is an impromptu one. There is no special menu and only a very restrained presence of mess silver. And since anything other than lounge suits would certainly embarrass him, lounge suits it is. He is tall and slightly stooped, with a faint air of ascetic elation, perhaps that of a bishop on holiday. He has arrived that morning on a Ministry of Defence flight from Moscow carrying, it is said, only a plastic bag.
In an informal way he is some kind of official visitor—his travel taken care of, accommodation arranged with a senior officer in our establishment. The background is unusual and intriguing, something between an East-West scientific link …