This short 143-page paperback is a kind of prequel to the author's widely praised autobiography `Typhoon Pilot'. Desmond Scott (who died in 1997, 8 years following the publication of this book) fills in the history of his pilot training in New Zealand, and goes into detail about his time flying Hawker Hurricane aircraft in RAF Fighter Command in the UK in the middle years of WW2. Some of these accounts are every bit as hair-raising as his time flying Typhoons, and again make the reader wonder if his miraculous survival might have been down to some kind of divine providence.
In the later chapters there is some repetition of material already covered in TP, but here Scott muses more on the politics behind decisions to deploy RAF Bomber Command and Tactical Air Force resources in the manner they were used (the author's opinion is that they were not always used very well, and many pilots died needlessly as a consequence). Overall the tone is predominantly serious and thoughtful, but not without more humorous episodes of the kind which this author relates so well. Particularly poignant is Scott's account of his visit to the newly liberated Bergen Belsen camp in 1945 and coming face-to-face with the now-imprisoned ex-guards, including Irma Grese prior to her execution.
Monochrome photos are inserted into the text to complement and illustrate the narrative. Scott was a good writer but the editing, though mostly competent, is not flawless and Arrow Books might have done a better job here.
Overall this book is a good companion volume to `Typhoon Pilot' of admirable brevity, written with the sharp intelligence and keen eye for important details which characterizes this author's writing. The title refers to the author's yearning in later life for the companionship of some of his fallen comrades for just one more hour.