This incident still haunts me. While serving in Tidworth, one evening on my way home with a mate who lived in the same married patch, he decided to stop and play the bandits for a while, borrowing 10 quid off me. Next morning while on parade with the squadron,the rest of the squadron was dismissed,and our lot was asked to stand still. We were eventually dismissed and made our way to the squadron workshop. Sitting in the middle of the shop was the Workshop FFR Land Rover, canopy battened down, with a piece of pipe leading from the exhaust to the cab. This was the first indication that something tragic had taken place.Then we learned the sad news that one of our colleagues had done himself in. Many of us asked, what could we have done to prevent this incident, seeing that up to closing time the night before, he was drinking happily with some of our other work colleagues.