This book is, in my view, a laymans educational diary re the events of 1967 (hope that date is correct). An easy read with a sobering dose of reality. The author gives what appears to me, to be a 'normal' persons view of the conflict, too young to fully understand the enormity of the risk he was taking, Christopher Ronnau plunged himself into the depths of one of the most horrific situations a person can face and by sheer chance emerged alive, if only just, at the other side. Take this book on holiday, on the train, or to bed for an hour each night, but find the time to read it; it won't change your life, but may alter some of your preconceived views, if only a little. The book itself is a mass print production and as such is not best bound, if anything, this has a sad irony about it, in that the books apparent disposability appears to reflect the attitudes taken to some young soldiers lives. Dispite its tatty state, I will be keeping my copy as I almost feel I have developed a distant friendship with the once young Ronnau.