I have toyed with the idea of going back.So I am a veteran of the Falklands War. Not a day goes by where I don't think about it. I haven't got PTSD or anything but I do suffer with survivor guilt sometimes. It has been a big part of my life for the last 43 years. I was drafted down there again in 84 for 6 months serving at Commcen Whalebone Cove just outside Stanley. Was living on one of them Coastels that weren't good enough for illegal immigrants.
I went back again in 2008 with an organised pilgrimage of 50 veterans, an amazing trip where we were put up by the locals in Port Stanley at their houses. I became very good friends with my hosts and we still communicate regularly and we recently met up when they came to Southampton to catch up with family.
I took myself down there in 2019 using a scheme for veterans where you can fly with the RAF airbridge out of Brize Norton for £250 return...Stayed at Liberty Lodge, built specifically for visiting veterans to stay at. A cracking place.
The locals are the most British and patriotic people I have ever met. Certainly confirms in my eyes that we did the right thing in 82 and has laid a few ghosts to rest by going back. I was only 17 when I went in 82, been in the Navy for 10 months and had just passed out of training when I got drafted to meet the ship in Plymouth.
I met Mrs Thatcher on the 25th anniversary. She was charming and referred to all us Vets as 'her boys' I'm proud to have been called one of her boys and I'd do it all again in a heartbeat.
I think I am just about due another visit and my 18 year old daughter is keen to join me. I shall look forward to that.
Not sure whether I want to or not though.
Took me a long time to process a lot of shit in my head, often wonder if it will bring it all back.
And lets face it, once you have left the forces, you're never really right in the head anyway