MrMitty wrote:Cliodna
I worked with the UK forces in Rwanda. I was a very silly little graduate who thought he could save the world by joining an old college mate in saving the world.
In 1994 I was in Kigali and later Kibungo, I was helped by some UK soldiers when our"Grain train" was attacked by gunmen. They had hitched a ride on our trucks and did not say much. They also had a norwegian man with them.
We were hit from nowhere all went to shit. All I remember is the attackers firing wildly at us not really aiming at all. The UK men were completely cool they saved our arses that day with a horrific amount of accurate and hard shooting. When the smoke settled they helped sort out the injured and calmed the children down with sweets and hot drinks.
2 of them ran into the bush and I heard more shooting.
I asked them later if they were SAS but they laughed and said no mate, one of them had a commando dagger on his sleeve. SBS? maybe?
The above is true, I can assure you i wake up most nights wishing I had never gone to Africa. But that day I had my arse saved by someone.
I am sorry if I came across as a "Mitty" before.
Barnsey
Life sure is cheap in Africa! In Zimbabwe they used to stab each other over a ciggarette. Mind you things are starting to go that way in the UK......lol........especially on a friday night
