The lesson here, surely, is that it it's not totally different.I accept it is a totally different Army nowadays, it is predominantly home based and every squaddie has a car, but I still don’t get the urge to bomb burst home at every opportunity (unless it’s the only way to empty sacks etc!).
Rather 'Plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose'
Especially if you're young, single, garrisoned in the arrse-end of UK nowhere (Catterick tops my list).
Different , perhaps, if you're stationed in Cyprus, but even when we were in Berlin (a city I rapidly learned to love more than London, where I grew up), a sizeable chunk of the younger troops hankered desperately for the company of family and friends back home.
I mean, in a face-off between a weekend spent in Catterick Camp, versus a weekend spent at home wi' yer mates from skule, if you were 19 and single, you'd choose home every time - even if home were Warrington or Barnsley.