This book honestly was just strange. I don’t want to hear about how you joined the army and one day woke up with a massive errection! That’s something I didn’t need to know. Another thing I didn’t need to know is that instead of putting clothes over said errection you waved it around and made your bunk mates look at it. Most of the interesting parts of this book that aren’t covered by more well-known authors are overshadowed by the sexual appetite of the protagonist. Seeing the inside of prisoner of war camps in WW2 within the French boarders, I have yet to see that covered by any other book – but all I could tell you about it was that Mr Greasley was more preoccupied with his genitals than what was going on in front of him.