ABSTRACT
The lorry was waiting, so was the Canal, so was Number 5 Infantry Track. I was disappointed to see it was an unmistakably quiet night. If we found the tank again... what? We could beat it with shovels so the enemy would open fire. "We got there sir, but the enemy fire was so heavy they beat us off it every time..." But in fact I was too green to think of it. Later one became more of a veteran liar.
