This semi-autobiographical novel is a humorous account of the author's hazardous experiences in France, at the end of the World War II. Darker and less frivolous than some of Yates' earlier books, he describes it as 'really my own memoir put into the mouths of Berry and Boy', and at the time of publication it already had a nostalgic feel. A great hit with the public and a 'scrapbook of the Edwardian age as it was seen by the upper-middle classes'.