 And you said you were in that harbour position for a week before you moved out, what was the order to move out about? Well, it came through the evening before the usual evening O-group, you know, prepared to move, timings and that sort of stuff, we were yomping. We didn't think we'd have to yomp very far because unawares at the time that a ship called the Atlantic conveyor had been sunk, she contained all the Chinooks except for one. One had managed to get off previously and that was the only sort of heavy helo lift capability that Brigade had. And that included when five Brigade turned up, our logistic regiment was actually supplying two brigades and it was only designed to supply one. But the air support was woefully inadequate because we lost those Chinooks when the Atlantic conveyor was sunk. So, but we weren't aware of that at the time. I mean, information trickles down to the trenches very, very slowly. The one moment of that week before we move on, I just want to mention part of that process of changing from peace to war mentality. I think it was about D plus four. And by that time we lost HMS Coventry, HMS Ardent, HMS Plymouth had been hit, HMS Brilliance had been hit. The ships were going down one a day. It was really having a serious effect on us. We were thinking, shit, you know, these aren't just warships. These are our taxes to get us home. So the reality was rapidly sort of changing our views. But we just stood down. It was dark. I've just been given great news by the company commander that Corporal Harry Siddle, one of one of the three section commanders in five troop, my troop, had just had a baby girl born his first daughter. So I went up to him and I said, and this is where the formality of course incidentally took going back to that theme didn't seem important anymore. And I just shook him by the hand and said, congratulations, Harry, you've just had a baby girl born and almost as I said that HMS Antelope blew up right in front of us. And that's one of those iconic photographs. And I hate using that word because it's so much of a cliche now, but it truly was an iconical photograph of the ship blowing up. And we've been aware that something wasn't right because we've seen a thin column of smoke coming out during the day, you know, rising from it knowing that doesn't look right. But we weren't prepared for that. And that changed the whole 10. I don't think anybody turned in that night. We just stood there and watched the ship burn and we run aware that they'd already got the crew off. But unfortunately, the EOD guy was killed and I think his oppo lost his arms. Staff's aren't Prescott if I'm not rightly. But we didn't know that we just assumed that the whole crew had gone up with it, you know, so. Yeah, I always say morale ever got to rock bottom, but we certainly got to a couple of points where it was about as bad as you can ever get, which will come on to. Yeah. Gosh. So you set out on this yonk what where are you heading. I had the great privilege of leading again, you know, I mean, because of my age I was now 28 and my background everything else. I just decided, okay, sure, you're going to do all the work, which is great. I thrilled. I really was. We didn't want you to encase those landmines there or something. Well, actually the anti mine training was pretty scant. You know, it was the DMS boot and the putty mate and good luck. We opt off the off the landing craft and straight up a hill a place called Port San Carlos. And that's where the reality sunk, you know, the Bergens were massive. It was just a very slow breathing out your backside sort of plot up the hill. My order was to go to a building called new house. I can't remember the precise distance now, but I would say less than 10 miles away. But over that country, there were no roads, no tracks, nothing. It was just just rough country. It was very, very hard going. The navigation wasn't difficult because although there are no features worthy and certain sections of the map were just blank and with the words cloud obscured written on them. So there were no features whatsoever, no controls or anything. What there was with the fences and there are no trees in the Fultons outside of Stanley, the port Stanley, the capital, but there are the fences and that you can rely on them. So that was the one aid which confirmed where you were otherwise it was bearing and paces. And as we just been doing that for three months in the jungle, that wasn't a problem. That first day was a real eye opener. We kept going through until last night we stopped for a scram. I remember us all leaning against the fence and the fence went twang and we all fell over backwards. We were like dead ants. We couldn't get up. It's the only time I've actually seen people having to lift each other up. You know, you couldn't put this burden on and get up and you certainly couldn't stand up and put it on. You had to lie in your back, roll over and somebody had to help you up. And the other taboo which we broke was never never lean on your weapon. Well, it was impossible not to do that. You know, guys were using these as a kind of crutch really. We stopped for scram and then the order came carry on. And so we did. And we found this. We never actually saw the building. I stopped at three o'clock in the morning where I thought we were supposed to be. It was a huge swag. I mean, I was navigating obviously, but there was no way of confirming it. And it wasn't till the following few hours later when light came up that I saw the building. I thought, oh, pretty good. Sure, not bad. But that that first night we were drained utterly totally drained. So much so that we just went to the huge circle. So you have 650 blokes and a massive circle. How accurate. I have no idea because it was dark and didn't even bother putting a bivvy up. Because bivvies need trees. That was one thing we'd overlooked. So the bivvies are pretty amateurish, but didn't bother with that. And of course, predictably it rained. And so the sleeping bags got soaking wet, which meant they now weighed three times what they weighed before. It was an admin disaster. And at a stand to the following morning, there was that sort of bleary eyed reality. You know, oh my giddy aunt, where's the Chinooks? There aren't any chokes carry on. That's how it began on the second night as we were approaching a place called Douglas. Recky Trooper, well ahead of us, obviously doing their job at pinged an enemy position on a hill on the far side of the river. And suddenly we went into an assault. So we weren't carrying the Bergens for that kit was ditched at the previous place. We went straight in. So we did a roof crossing, which was about waist deep straight up the feature, you know, Bennett's fix made ready. And they'd liked it very sensibly. They gone. So we got on top this hill. We found their all positions. And then the order was right. We're going from here. The rest of the unit swung left didn't cross the river and went into a nice warm comfortable sheep shed for the night. Yankee company was left on this bloody hill without the kit. And that was a tough night. And we dug a. We were erected a peak wall because we had no shelter. And we got into this polythene bag, which the MOD euphemistically called a survival bag. I think it was a bag that fertilizer was delivered in anyway, my radio operator, my runner and I, the three of us managed to get into this one bag. I don't know how the hell we manage it. But before that, we'd had the O group and the company commander had called us in. And he told us about the battle of goose green. And that was the 28th of May. That was the day that Colonel Jones was killed and 17 others of his battalion and a Royal Marine. In the first land battle. And up to that point, we had no idea it was happening. Of course, we had very my mother in Wales knew more about the Falklands war than I did. And so it came as a complete surprise to discover that a battalion attack had been put in. It was a very gutsy thing. Got great respect for the Paris massively outnumbered. None of the support they expected just when in cold. And it was, yeah. But to hear that the CEO had been killed along with the reals. That was a real shock. And then on top of that, the final bit information that we got was that the world service had announced this to the enemy before they actually attacked the BBC World Service told the world, including the enemy that we were about to take goose green. And Colonel Jones apparently said in his own group, he was going to sue the bastards when he got back. Well, obviously he didn't know when we heard that thing that was the thing that was the real kick in the morale elements. That's what I mean about we're down to ourselves now. We have no outside contact with anybody. It's just you and me. And that's it. There's nothing else we can rely upon. We can't even rely upon our own establishment back in London. And I can't tell you what an effect that had on the troops on the ground. But being a positive person, it was actually a good effect because whatever vestiges of humanity were left, we were now just killing machines. We've got to kill these bastards. That's the only way we're going to get home. There's no question of the bigger picture and all that stuff. And certainly in my mind, I was totally resolved. I remember the anger of the troop when I told them this. I remember the anger was palpable to me. I thought, my God, I don't want to be on the wrong side of this lot. And I think it had an effect, a good effect, but still not the right reason to do it.