Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 159 )
‘He says he’s not to be disturbed, but you go straight on in, I know he’ll be pleased to see you.’ Said Sergeant Shine. I walked through to the Inspector’s Office, rapped on the door and entered. Fred Abberline looked up, He looked as if he was going to give one of his subordinates a tongue lashing, then saw it was me.
‘Jack, by all that’s wonderful, this is an unexpected surprise,’ he got up from his desk shook hands with me then hugged me, ‘So, the Boer’s didn’t manage to finish you off then?’ He said grinning.
‘Far from it, it was almost over when I arrived out there, I was stationed at Concentration Camp No.1 at a place called Bloemfontein, it made Whitechapel seem like paradise,’ I stated and meant every word.
‘Grab yourself a chair, sit down and tell me about your exploits on the Dark Continent.’ I did as instructed, and said, ‘Where would you like me to start?’ ‘Just tell me anything that you think will be of interest to someone who has not been out there.’
‘Well, to start with I travelled out there on a converted cruise liner, my travelling companions were the Imperial Yeomanry, as fine a bunch of men as you could find anywhere, they made me most welcome on what was essentially their transport.’
‘What did you do, to pass the time from here to the Cape?’ Fred asked. ‘I gave the Yeomanry classes in basic first aid, they were very receptive when they realised it could save their own or a comrades life.’
(C) Damian Grange 2019