INT: NIGHT. Granddad's flat.
Granddad: When we got sunk and we was all in the sea, and I was shoutin' for help and the skipper said, "shut up the German's'll capture us," and I said "we'll die anyhow!" "Alright, well keep shouting then," he said; and a ship called the Kempwood came and got us. The master said, 'parrently, "well I can't make you go, but any of you gonna volunteer to save em?" and three of 'em put the boats over, came and fished us out.
Me: Why d'ya reckon they did that then?
Granddad: Well cuz you do save people at sea.
Me: But I wonder why those three?
Granddad: They were on watch, thas why; tho spect they was all on cuz it was overnight, ships being sunk left and right.
Me: You must've been crapping yourself!
Granddad: No - wasn't. Your nerves - and, you know, being bombed, ship sinking, chaos - but everyone's so quiet. All this hero business! They don't -, everybody goes dead silent, hardly, almost frightened to speak with fear. Nobody hardly speaks. Full of fear, you're full of fear.
You want a boiled fig?