Died today, aged 96. A great writer, fine raconteur and a gallant soldier - and, one gathers, a monster on the piss. RIP.
At the age of 18, Leigh Fermor decided to walk the length of Europe, from the Hook of Holland to Constantinople. He set off on 8 December 1933, shortly after Hitler had come to power in Germany, with a few clothes, the Oxford Book of English Verse and a volume of Horace's Odes. He slept in barns and shepherds' huts, but also was invited by landed gentry and aristocracy into the country houses of Central Europe.
A very dignified funeral service today at St Peter's Church, Dumbleton. PLF buried next to his wife. "Flowers of the Forest," on the way to the grave and an Irish Guards bugler sounding Last Post. Irish Guards and Int Corps well represented.