Moving On Up

Apparently moving house is the most stressful thing you can do.

Or maybe that was marriage - I forget. Anyhow it's up there with the best of the seriously stressful occasions.

So imagine the fun and high jinks of moving nearly 700 soldiers - a quarter of them with families - from one country to another.

In a couple of weeks.

I don't actually remember much of the move. Just that we were ridiculously busy. Not only moving but handing over our duties to the incoming unit.

I do remember a crazy three day period when I got the grand total of 6 hours sleep.

In some ways I was going to miss Northern Ireland. In other ways I couldn't wait to be rid of the place.

Things I was going to miss:

• The people - some of them are the most friendly people you'll meet.
• The countryside - it's a beautiful place.
• The girl with the red hair - we'd only just met and now I was off.

Things I wasn't going to miss:

• The people - some of them are the worst bunch of idiots you'll meet.
• Stagging on - sangar bashing is truly soul destroying.
• The beer - Harp lager just didn't have anything going for it.