 Whole Story Quest audiobooks presents The Regiment, fifteen years in the SAS, by Rusty Furman, narrated by Dean Williamson. This book is dedicated to my lovely wife, Torky, who helped to push me on and motivate me during all those times when I was feeling down and depressed. Without her support, I doubt the book would ever have been finished. Also for my sons, Mark and Matthew, who have always stood by me and for whom I have nothing but love and admiration. And when they read this, they'll know what their dad was doing all those years. Introduction It was the end of June 1991, and a big party was being held at the Paladrin Club, the All-Ranks Bar at Stirling Lines, Hereford, the headquarters of 22 SAS Regiment. And lucky me, I had an invite. It was a special day. The Gulf War had finished three months before, and the story was that the operational awards list was about to be published, and that some members of A, B and D Squadrons were going to be on it. The Regiments were planning to celebrate. I was invited, even though I hadn't been in the Gulf, not for want of trying them, I'd had, and, despite the fact that I wasn't, technically, at least, a member of 22 SAS any more. By then, I was a permanent staff instructor with 23 SAS. One of the Territorial Army TA SAS Regiments, 60 odd miles up the road in Birmingham, and I've been there a year. But I joined 22 SAS back in 1977. I was still in uniform, and I was still SAS, so someone put my name on the list, and there I was. As the beer started to flow, I sought out two very old friends. John McElise, I'd first met when we were doing the beat-up for the Commando Course at the Plymouth Citadel in 1974. We'd both finished that, passed the Commando Course, and won our Green Berets together, and had a lot of fun in the process. Pete Morrison, always known as The Mink, was on SAS selection with me in 1977, as was John Mc, although he injured his ankle and couldn't finish the course first time round. Some hour or other, we'd all finished up in 8 Troop, B Squadron 22 SAS, and had been soldering together through good times and bad ever since. The SAS is a close-knit regiment, and over that time we'd got to know each other better than we knew. Sample complete. Ready to continue?