A Lancaster bomber required a crew of seven men. Van the pilot is American Jock Flight Engineer a Scot. Piers the hopeless navigator is a foppish aristocrat
- Frightfully sorry Skipper not absolutely sure where we are. The bomb aimer is an Aussie. Wireless operator a London cockney who was older than God a mid-upper gunner with terrible eyesight & the most heartrending of all the rear gunner dragged backwards in a fishbowl through the sky a seventeen-year-old who had lied about his age to get into the air force. They are all appalling at the beginning of the book. The pilot nearly crashes them on the first landing they dont get on all that well with each other. They all loathe Piers the toff & they dont cohere as a team at all. Then slowly as they begin their first real gut-dropping bombing raids over Germany they begin to develop as a real crew depending on each other becoming more proficient. Charlies young widowed mum comes to live in a cottage near the airfield in order to be near her boy. Inevitably a romance develops between her & the older than God wireless operator (over thirty!). Other women become involved love them lose them. One of the crew is killed at the end...which one? A wonderful emotive gripping heart wrenching novel of men & women at their best.