Today my brother left for his second tour of Afghanistan. I took the photograph of his uniform shortly before he left on his first tour. Neatly ironed, freshly cleaned.
While I’m not one for postering my personal life on my blog (although I do hugely admire those who have the courage to do so) I will say this; my brother is a true hero. Although I’ll never tell him!
I’m not going to witter on about the politics or the ethics of it all just that, I’ll miss my brother. Thats all.