Now I looked up. Even I could not have missed the effort it required for Warren to say that. I looked at Warren Whatmore carefully. Warren Whatmore, as far as I could tell, wasn’t any different to anyone else at all. Now there was something to say, and I began to try and compose it in my mind so that I could say it, but the words would not go together. I took so long about it, that Warren gave up waiting and said something else.
“You know, I find you very attractive.”
Following the massacre of the British army at Isandhlwana, a small Welsh contingent defended the mission station at Rorke’s Drift against a vast horde of Zulus, resulting in the largest number of VC’s every won in a single action. This orgy of heroism was filmed with great gusto by Stanley Baker as Zulu, one of the most dazzling action films ever. I'll leave the moral issues involved in your hands. Baker played Lt Chard who commanded the action and Michael Caine his 2IC, complete with funny posh accent to try and hide his usual funny unposh accent, and Nigel Green was there, doing a marvellously fierce soft-spoken Colour-sergeant. It featured some of the truly remarkable heroic lines—many of which were alleged to have been spoken by the soldiers on the day.
The army doesn’t like more than one disaster in a day. Looks bad in the newspapers and upsets civilians at their breakfast...
To hold our ground? Which military genius thought that one up? Somebody’s son and heir? Got a commission before he learned to shave?
I rather fancy that he’s nobody’s son and heir now!...
He’s right! Why’s it us eh? Why us?
Because we’re ‘ere lad! Nobody else. Just us...
Careful! Pot that chap somebody! Good fellow, good fellow! ...
And what for? Did I ever see a Zulu walk down the City Road? No! So what am I doing here? ...
Well he’s a dead paperhanger now!’...
If it’s a miracle Colour Sergeant, it’s a short chamber Boxer Henry, point 4-5 caliber miracle.
And a bayonet Sir! With some guts behind it! ...
Was that how it was for you? The first time?


The first time? Do you think I could stand this butcher’s yard more than once?
I didn’t know
I told you. I came up here to build a bridge.
Ahh, they were the days when being a soldier meant something. Although what exactly it meant is hard to say.

