Those were the days

I’ve just finished an old Inspector West book; number 34 in the series written by John Creasey. This one is set in the early 1960s and Inspector West of the Yard has to take a trip to South Africa. Where he and a local cop confront a breakfast consisting of white fish then a heroic combination of steak, sausages, two eggs and bacon, with more of everything on offer in case the initial helping isn’t enough. It’s a wonder they could get up and walk around after scoffing all that lot! But then, people were a lot tougher in the couple of decades following the war.