In stn ops dealing with a complete w-anchor SLOps. TV in the corner looked a bit more interesting so I ignored him even more. Trogged back over the airfield and started to pack my kit, thinking that the Norwegian shirts and thermal long johns wouldn't be necessary (how wrong was I!). Managed a swift few in the bar that night where some of us really thought that Bush Junior would probably press the Nuke Button if he could quickly find someone to blame.
Not too long later having leapfrogged through Saif Sareea II and 'forward deploying' with a lot of their kit
I found myself on Op Veritas in Afghanistan almost exactly ten years after I had done something similar on the way to GW1. Happy Xmas.
