A late late late night shooting the shit with an old friend of mine. He went to Afghanistan and survived. Enough said. He’s a different guy to the one that joined the army 4 years ago, that’s for sure. Still a great friend.
He’s certainly made of sterner stuff than I.
Four years in ‘blokes world’. Just how?
“Please god make me a stone”
Since returning home; this has felt like a bit of a reunion week. All my old pals.
Catchups galore. Too many facts, facets and faces the fanciful furore. Time apart has charged our curiosities. Lives, worlds apart. Catchups! Adventures, emotions and relationships all ripe and ready to be picked apart and explained. Such an audience! Such fun. Its really great to be back.