PiETro Scottu did not share with me the details of how he and his wool-obsessed tent mate Gilio (surname unknown) managed to escape from Zonderwater, except to say that he was “one of the lucky chaps that managed to leave the cage and run off the camp, spending almost all the free time in hotel rooms”.
When Pietro and his fellow escapees arrived in Port Elizabeth, they settled into the comfortable Saint George Terrace Hotel. Their next step was to set up a