I leave in a few weeks time after having spent over 38 years of the happiest, finest and most enjoyable days of my life in the Royal Air Force.
I now relish the prospect of life on the outside and cannot wait for the adventure that is the rest of my life.
This evening I have set aside a couple of pots of parecetomol along with a clear set of instructions for Mrs SFFP to put the whole feckin lot into my tea one morning should I ever voice a desire to visit a Sgts Mess again or feel the need to start wearing a bloody veterans badge.