It's fun to remove a "-" and pretend that there's a Prison-Camp Detective that stars in some imaginary series of post-war books. LOL
Been reading a few prison-Camp books / novels in last few weeks; this is one of them and it's a cracker.
Written in the early fifties by a solicitor who had been interred in an Italian P.O.W. camp similar to the one this is set in. The book's riddled with class prejudices -- the working-class enlisted soldiers are almost invisible, serving as barely-seen / off-camera 'orderlies' (administrative assistants, cleaners, cooks, etc for the imprisoned officers; even in a prisoner-of-war camp they can't escape their designated roles. are considered an inferior class of prisoner...). Only the officers are 'allowed' to be heroes, have the intelligence, time and moral fortitude to attempt an escape. The orderlies are too busy cooking and cleaning up after them to have the time or mental energy to plan anything. The officers seem to lounge around, playing Bridge or rugby, organising theatrical presentations and forging passports LOL They obsess about what school they went to or their "regiment"...
Despite my churlish prole grumbles, it's a bloody engaging read.