‘It’s all stolen money,’ he often said with a voice stuffed full of pride, whenever he saw yet another person who had built a house or bought a new car. ‘How could he possibly afford that on a civil servant’s salary? At least ‘I’ll always be remembered for my honesty. Nobody can say I stole a farthing.’ I did not think anybody would have been blind enough to accuse my father of stealing public funds. Anybody could see that he did not have any farthings.
