...ex cold-warriors who had and have nothing to worry about
Whilst tourist and his jolly jack tar boyfriends were bobbing up and down on the briny between crucial Caribbean flag-waving cockersP missions in their little grey war canoes, those who
were ready to f**k off to the East with Aunty Bettie's buckets of sun certainly
did take things seriously.
Seeing your first war target folder for the first time was somewhat thought-concentrating. As was learning whether or not you were going to have anywhere to land after vapourising a few thousand of the enemy with Mr Hunting's finest 950lb HEMC weapon.