P J Parsons looks back over his life, firstly through the eyes of an eight-year-old lad living in London during the trauma of the Blitz. Now an eighty-year-old 'lad' living in retirement in Eastbourne, he recalls a lifetime of experiences, including national service in the RAF from 1950 to 1952 and two years as a galley boy on board a steamship trading on the Great Lakes. He also recounts humorous incidents from his time working as a volunteer with East and West Sussex Social Services. If the author may be said to have any ambition, it may well be the desire to find light relief and humour in the various seemingly fraught situations of life.
