I just heard on the radio that former Army Officer Bill Foxton had shot himself, on a Southampton park bench, after losing (it seems) all his life savings in the Madoff swindle. No doubt there are others out there who knew the bloke better than me (I went through Sandhurst and a Depot Queen's Div tour - where I met Bill - with the bloke who became his brother in law). He was a man you'd never forget. He had run off to join the French Foreign Legion, and then came back to Britain to reach CSgt in the Green Howards (in that order, I think) before beign commissioned and serving in the Oman war when it was 'hot'. As I recall his story, he lost his left arm when he muffed the blowing of a blind mortar bomb, whilst clearing munitions in the Oman desert on his Jack Jones: so he applied a tourniquet to the stump, and drove himself back to camp to get it sorted. I see from the write up in the Daily Echo that he was honoured by HM the Queen in 1999 for work in the Balkans, and that he'd been working in AFG till recently. No doubt many others who soldiered in those theatres will have met this splendid man. What a bloke, what a loss, what a crying shame.