It doesn’t look like I will ever go to war. I am past 40 now, and even if Al Quaeda swarm through North Lanarkshire in the next year or two, I suspect the army will now regard me as too old, even although I have watched a lot of stuff with Bear Gryllis in it. (If we are invaded, give me a ring, I know what types of slugs are safe to eat).
I am, of course, deeply privileged to live when and where I do. By happy accident I have never had to risk life and limb for king, country or (more important) family. We are lucky us lot living under cover of the last 60 years.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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