Life is unfair when you find a shelf in a used book store containing six novels by Alistair MacLean and not one of them is The Guns of Navarone (1957).
(I got HMS Ulysses (1955). About seven years ago I was trying to write a story that included a fictitious WWII Arctic convoy, so if nothing else I can count it as someday research; also, it looked good. But still.)
(I got HMS Ulysses (1955). About seven years ago I was trying to write a story that included a fictitious WWII Arctic convoy, so if nothing else I can count it as someday research; also, it looked good. But still.)