Danny,
I think I recognise your situation, and can equate it to one of my own. As a young 21 year old in the very early 70s, and single, I was posted to Akrotiri. Half way through I was married, and my new wife joined me in our hiring in Limassol. Within 3 months a coup de tat had happened, the Turks had invaded and I was now serving on a married unaccompanied tour (SWMBO having been freighted home on a VC10 heavy lifter). With all of that going on, I completely missed a part of British history that, to this day, mates say I must remember. The three day week, I wasn't here, and there was so much going on where I was, that UK news seemed insignificant. I still have to chuckle when I see articles on news or documentary programmes about the three day week.
Smudge
