It had been harder than he had expected but they had managed to survive… just. It could so easily have gone either way but they had remained resolute and with a modicum of luck they had got there.
He was not the stuff of heroes but tomorrow he would be told he was by everyone he met. Handshakes, slaps on the back and shouts of joy from across the street would greet his every step.
Today though he just needed a beer and some silence to let it all sink in.