A Good Clean Fight

North Africa, 1942. Dust, heat, thirst, flies. A good clean fight, for those who like that sort of thing, and some do. From an advanced landing field, striking hard and escaping fast, our old friends from Hornet Squadron (Piece of Cake) play Russian roulette, flying their clapped-out Tomahawks on ground-strafing forays. Meanwhile, on the ground, the men of Captain Lampard's S.A.S. patrol drive hundreds of miles behind enemy lines to plant bombs on German aircraft.

This is the story of a war of no glamour and few heroes, in a setting often more lethal than the enemy.

“'Robinson writes with tireless enthusiasm which never sacrifices detail to pace, or vice versa ... Terrific' Jennifer Selway, Observer.-- Observer”

'Robinson should be mentioned in the same breath as Mailer, Ballard or Heller. A masterpiece' Express. Express
'Nobody writes about the war quite like Derek Robinson' Mike Petty, Independent. Independent
'Robinson writes with tireless enthusiasm which never sacrifices detail to pace, or vice versa ... Terrific' Jennifer Selway, Observer. Observer

Derek Robinson, the son of a policeman, read history at Cambridge before working in advertising in London and New York. His novel Goshawk Squadron was shortlisted for the Booker Prize in 1971.

1942. North Africa. Dust, heat, thirst, flies. A good clean fight, for those who like that sort of thing, and some do. From an advanced landing field, striking hard and escaping fast, our old friends from Hornet Squadron play Russian roulette, flying their clapped-out Tomahawks on ground-strafing forays. Meanwhile, on the ground, the men of Captain Lampard's S.A.S. patrol drive hundreds of miles behind enemy lines to plant bombs on German aircraft. Cue revenge. This is the story of the desert war waged by the men of the R.A.F. and S.A.S. against the Luftwaffe and the Afrika Korps - a war of no glamour and few heroes in a setting often more lethal than the enemy. And as ever when military intelligence is involved, intrigue and idiocy go hand in hand.

North Africa, 1942. Dust, heat, thirst, flies. A good clean fight, for those who like that sort of thing, and some do. From an advanced landing field, striking hard and escaping fast, our old friends from Hornet Squadron (Piece of Cake) play Russian roulette, flying their clapped-out Tomahawks on ground-strafing forays. Meanwhile, on the ground, the men of Captain Lampard's S.A.S. patrol drive hundreds of miles behind enemy lines to plant bombs on German aircraft. This is the story of a war of no glamour and few heroes, in a setting often more lethal than the enemy.

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