Len Deighton remembers Ted Allbeury
The notable, though sadly somewhat forgotten writer of espionage novels died last month at the age of 88, and along with its obituary, the Guardian prints a short piece by Len Deighton (who also seems to have disappeared under the radar) about his friend:
No one knew Ted very well. I saw him only now and again. And yet Ted
was one of my close friends and I believe that he also felt close to
me. Ted was not a renowned drinking companion and didn’t like social
gatherings large or small. His life was given to his family and his
work. He was a notable success in both these endeavours: his wife Graz
adored him and his powerful writing talent is evident in his fine books.
Ted
was a large, muscular man with a quick wit that did not match his
hesitant and thoughtful responses. He had the easy confidence that
comes with strength of mind and body, and could have been mistaken for
the foundry worker he had once been. I believe he was the only British
secret agent to have parachuted into Nazi Germany. He remained there
until the Allied armies arrived. Then, with Ted appointed to a senior
and important intelligence role for the occupying army, he became
entangled in the arrangements for Barbara Hutton’s divorce from Cary
Grant. It was one of the few personal stories that Ted enjoyed
recounting.
During the cold war, Ted was running agents across
the border that divided communist East Germany from the west. His luck
ran out and the Russians left him nailed to a kitchen table in a
farmhouse. Practised torturers, they made sure he had a chance to
survive and take the story back to his fellow agents. The war never
ended for him. His children were kidnapped and he pursued them to South
America. Ted never told me what happened after that.
I urged Ted
to write his memoirs but he could not be persuaded. He said he’d signed
an official document that prevented him doing so. Well, that’s our
loss, along with Ted himself: a hero, patriot, family man, friend and
outstanding writer.
I think that pretty much says it all.