As I sit here and wait for Santa to climb down my chimmney (Still waiting for that pony), I think of all the good times had at OFPEC, and all the good people I've had the pleasure of meeting.
I think of all the good times I've had playing the game with friends from all over the world. The suspense, the team-work and the non-stop action as a plan has come together, or more commonly fallen apart.
However, now that I've moved on and joined the British Army to experience the real thing, I find myself thinking of all those moments sitting behind my PC, laughing and yelling, smiling and growling as things go right or wrong.
Now I find myself looking at the wider picture, and realising that I've been neglecting the truth of the matter somewhat, which is that real people, myself now included, do every day for real, what we did for fun.
So it's at times like this we need to think of those soldiers whom are out there on tour, in the field of battle and answering the call of duty, working hard to keep people safe, to fight those whom would oppress others, and who are watching their buddies back when things get hot.
So from myself and all the boys at the Royal Armoured Corps, Bovington, have a very Merry Christmas. Always spare a thought for those whom put their lives on the line as they answer some calling in their life, which finds them often on the shitty end of the stick, for a cause they don't agree with or don't understand, whilst people back home forget their names, but most of all, never forget your friends, because they'll never forget you, regardless what you do.