The German armies were now being pressed into an ever-smaller area between Falaise and Argentan, and relentlessly pounded with artillery and air strikes.
As a child he sensed that something was not right between his parents, who lived " like strangers on an aeroplane, squeezing politely past each other in tight spaces" .
When you get out of this tight area like this out into the open water, that's when we take off and we become that wing and ground effect that high-speed flying vehicle.
Our own death becomes a matter of utter indifference, we feel honoured to be occupying such a small space in the order of things and that we will soon disappear without a trace.