Maybe it's a bit of a personal question and you should be aware of persec if you answer, but why did you join? I grew up in rural England, stable family background, but no great military history in either of my parent's lineage. Maybe it was the old boy next door who I talked to when I was very young. He had to smoke his pipe outdoors and he had a gammy leg which he said some bloke called Johnny Turk had give him in a fight at Gallipoli. I read war comics and all the good stuff about Robin Hood, King Arthur and Nelson. F*ck, I was proud to be British and everybody stood for the national anthem. I grew out of it a bit as a teenager, but having started work in retail sales, I quickly realized it wasn't what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. I was too old then to join the JLR, so I had to wait until the day after my 17th birthday to attest. I went to the Recruit Selection Centre at Sutton Coldfield and at the end of the 3 days, I was more confused than ever. I just wanted to be a hero and serve my Queen and country. I never considered a trade or a career, or a particular regiment, or the money or a pension, or anything like that. Maybe that's not enough to get in nowadays. I just loved being challenged and right throughout I harboured an unfailing faith that I was doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing. I was always particularly proud of my army family though, I still am. Perhaps I was just mentally challenged! Perhaps you need to be a bit daft to join up voluntarily. What about you? What's your story?