I’m writing this because an online friend, Lou Plummer, asked whether or not, as part of my military training, I had to go through the “gas tent”. The answer is: Yes. This is a process whereby newbies on receipt of fancy new NBC (Nuclear, Biological, Chemical) suit had to test it and their skills at… Continue reading
Post Category → Memory Lane
Sporting Chance
I was never thought of as being a sporty type by build alone and, in fact, was probably in that group picked last for any sporting event based on looks alone. Not tall, or willow, thin or fit looking. But, as it turns out, given ample opportunities to prove everyone wrong. I got to join… Continue reading
The 24/7 Life
Even though I had a vague understanding that I might be asked to work at any and all hours of the day and night, while in the military, it wasn’t really till I was posted to Germany on my first overseas assignment that it hit home exactly what that truly meant. Being in the military… Continue reading
There is Life After Death
Or, surviving the loss of my parents. Surviving a loved one’s death can only be personal and subjective. We all react differently, we all perceive differently, we all emote differently. Some feel the loss more keenly than others, some not so much. But one thing you can be sure of is, the loss of a… Continue reading
Taking a Leap of Faith
Within weeks of arriving at my first military posting in the UK after I had completed my Basic Training, I was being encouraged to sign up for, well, everything. Including participating in helicopter rescue training exercises. Which wasn’t a stretch, given where I worked, which was the RCC (rescue and coordination centre) in Plymouth, Devon—an… Continue reading