"Where's Daddy gone Mummy"? said Hugo as he sat close to his mother in the garden watching his brothers pretending to be Spitfires on the lawn.
'He's gone to the beach to help the Colonel and the boys try and somehow claw their way off it, and get one of the draws opened up so the support troops can safely start moving inland. He cares you see darling, he's a good man, a strong man, and since he found out the landing had begun to falter he had to go and do his bit to help in our hour of need. I wouldn't have expected him to do anything else', replied Lady Carolyn as she looked to the horizon.
'He'll come home though won't he Mummy'? whispered a worried looking Hugo.
'He'll be back, they're going to do it my darling', said Carolyn crossing her fingers.
She stood and kissed her palm and blew it to the wind towards the horizon. Hugo copied his mother and did the same, 'For you Daddy, come back safe', he thought to himself.
"COVERING FIRE"!! shouted the Colonel as four fast lads broke from the cover of the sea wall and ran at speed in the direction of the Newport bunker, and we blasted away with everything we'd got. Private Walker was the first to go down, tripped by a man dressed in all black who'd been in an unseen foxhole waiting, and he went sprawling into the shingle.
The three others, McDonald, Mellis and Hamilton raced on though undaunted and quickly traversed the 'death zone' made safe by the fusillade from the covering troops for a brief moment.
'The door, get the door CJ', wheezed Mellis as all three flopped panting close to the bunkers steel door entrance. Hamilton lifted his bazooka and let loose blowing the door ajar.
'C'mon boys we're in I reckon', bawled McDonald and they rushed to put their shoulders against the door to open it further, but aided by the man in black the defenders pushed from the other side and it seemed who was strongest would win.
'Grenades, pass me a grenade' screamed Private Mellis to Hamilton. 'You've brought them with you, haven't you'?......
Theirs not to reason why
Theirs but to do and die
Into the valley of Death
Rode the Six Hundred