I visited Ernst this weekend. He shakes a bit, has difficulty with balance. An old home is calling. At 89, no surprise! He can't manage the steps. This charming lad met the SPGB after he fled his home of Vienna to London, a Jew, around the time of the Anschluss.
I got a huge, heavy suitcase of books and SPGB material this weekend. He would rather have it go to an SPGB'er than a bin or 2nd hand bookshop.
One book was Barltrop's "classic": the Monument.
I ate dinner with him. He told me stories about e.g. Turner and Hardy, two remarkable speakers for the Socialist Party.