Northern Ireland Here We Come
Although I'd only just arrived at my unit we were due to move in the not too distant future. As a whole the unit was moving to Northern Ireland for a two year tour.
I'd grown up with IRA terrorism - not literally - but it had been frequently thrust upon us by events and the media coverage of them.
At the time we started to train for Northern Ireland there was a ceasefire in place and hopes that peace could be achieved. Nevertheless we trained for the worst.
The training was actually very well done. We spent days on the ranges practicing our shooting. Not just the normal shooting we would do in our everyday work but also learning how to shoot from the top of a moving land rover. How to shoot around doorways and from behind lamposts. We learnt how to set up a VCP and how to search people. We learnt about the history of the quaintly named "Troubles". We learnt how to patrol around a town and what do if someone shot at you, blew you up or generally tried to ruin your day.
Training over we had a couple of weeks off before we turned up at the airport. I was going on operations for the first time........
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I've just realised how ironic it was posting this on the day the IRA declared an end to all military action.
Even more ironic was how knocked out I was to read your post because I was composing a post re: the Brighton bombing and me (at one time) living down the road from the hotel. I put it on the back boiler. Then I read this and then I read the latest IRA news. Which is incidentally great :D
I think they call it the collective consciousness.
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