You forgot if it was day or night br until you breathed the blitz-burnt air br outside at watch's end. br Weather, seasons, all the same, br duty was duty, br you grinned and bore it, br and kept on pushing br counters across a chart br unthinking, unfeeling, br br except when the counter br stood for his convoy, br en route to Singapore, br and you were not br allowed to tell him br you knew where br he was ending up, br br though, br in fact, br you only br thought br you knew.