It is a book written by somebody called Fiona Stanford. One assumes Fiona is a bird, but it could be his parents had a sense of humour. Fiona was a Physio who got dumped into Headley Court. There is a short piece by her in todays Sunday Times Review section. Page 7. Under the bit about My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding. I had something in my eye when I read it. Proceeds from the book go to the Welsh Guards Afghanistan Appeal. Whoever they might be. I mean, if you are doing an appeal, try not to have the letters F, G and H in it. And in the current climate, trying to raise money for anything ending in 'stan' is a non starter. Unless it is "Me Auntie Dulcies car got torched and I blame me Uncle Stan". Whatever. Steal this book. Do it now.