Re: But...
Well, I was in the South Atlantic conflict. Things I learned IIRC:
1) Finding your mum put 3 sets of thermal underwear, 10 pairs of thick socks and a load of Kendall Mint Cake in your kit is a blessing.
2) Don't try and break the ice in the bottom of a trench you just spent 1 hour digging out of frozen bog - it only makes everything smell of sheepshit.
3) The weird cracking noises tend to be an enemy sniper firing at you from long distance.
Don't know anything about whose missiles did what to who or when, apart from seeing poor HMS Sheffield blow up, all that mattered to us was keeping warm, getting warm grub whenever you could and tabbing through the filthiest weather I have ever encountered.
The Falklanders are welcome to the place.
Biting the hand that feeds IT
