A mis-spent adulthood as a teenage scribbler was just a means of appearing to while away a few daytime hours, whilst my head was really in the clouds. A serial creator and destroyer of Airfix kits whilst I was ankle high to a Lancaster's wheel, I learned to glide as soon as I could. A year later Her Majesty raided the corgi fund, and kindly paid for me to learn to fly aircraft with engines in them. I have been flying ever since.

 

My interest in things military was heightened when someone dear to me (SODtm) was sent to a sandy place to do certain things for Queen & Country. Which rather focusses the mind on why and whether we should imperil the lives of our youth.