When we were amalgamated into the PWRR I decided it was time I made a move into the big leagues and have a bash at selection. I passed on my first attempt and joined D Squadron, 22 SAS.
After five years and a few operations under my belt, I moved on. By this time I’d had a few encounters with the ‘head shed’ and was being offered big money on the outside. I left in 2001 and went straight to Afghanistan for three years on the circuit. From there I went to Iraq, Israel and on to Gaza. After I had done The Middle East to death (not literally), I went to Africa.
I operated in the gold mines of the west to the oil fields of Sudan before piracy kicked off and I started riding the waves through the pirate waters of Goa and the Indian Ocean. To make ends meet between the trips I would work as a bodyguard for various celebrities and I even invented a digital dogtag for both military and civilian applications called UTAG.
Nowadays I’m writing books, presenting TV and making my way round a different circuit; after dinner speaking. However, my past always seems to catch up with me – my first documentary for Sky had me on the frontline, head-to-head in a firefight.
Oh well, you reap what you sow.