During my long spell in hospital at Schaffhausen I experienced nothing but kindness and warmth from all the staff, the other patients and their visitors, not forgetting the six Berliners who had also fled and then read about me in the ‘Schaffhauser Zeitung’! I had been billed as ‘the refugee who literally fell into Switzerland’. In my three-month stay, not a day went by without at least one of the Berliners at my bedside. They were able to put me in touch with the Swiss charity heading up provision for refugees coming in from all over Europe.