A quote on the back cover from thr Yorkshire Post describes this book depicts "war as it really is". That seems accurate. Large stretches of nothing and staving off boredom interspersed with the odd patch of terrifying action. For the reader, all of the downtime can be a bit tedious, though it reads easily and gives a very authentic seeming impression of several years of desert warfare in North Africa. Worth one read, but not rereadable. The author, Crimp, spent much of the war working as a signaller (communications) or in various supporting and transport roles, thus the relative dearth of action compared to other WW2 memoirs written by officers or those in combat trades/roles.