BBC Richard Dimbleby As Gliders Cross Rhine (

The rhyme lies left and right across our path below us, shining in the sunlight wide and with sweeping curse. And the whole of this mighty airborne army is now cropping and filling the whole sky.

Down there is the smoke of battle. There is the smoke screen laid by the army, lying right across the far bank of the river, dense clouds of brown and grey smoke coming up. And ask if I was talking to the guy to pilot and warning him that we are nearly there, preparing to cast him off.

Ahead of us, another pillar of black smoke the spot where an aircraft has gone down and and yet another one it's a it's a sterling a British sterling is going down with flames coming out from under its belly and more parachute coming out one two three four two four four parachute have come out of the sterling it goes on its way to the ground but we we haven't

got time to watch it further because we're coming up now for the exact chosen landing ground where our elbow and forces have to be put down and no matter what the opposition may be, we have got to keep straight on, skate on to the exact position.

Our glider's gone, we've got to go. There she goes down behind us. We turn hard away in a tight circle to force to get out of this area.