Sunday, July 22, 2012



July 1942

A narrow escape in the Desert

About 5.30 a.m. when our guns were knocked out, the Panzers rolled down the bank and over us. Under cover of the heavy smoke and dust, some men tried to make the break, but on foot, across open desert, it was hopeless. One or two vehicles attempted running the gauntlet. Dick Pemberton, having been badly sand-blasted when his mine-truck exploded, had come across and was sitting by me.