The knowledge that C could be so close to coming home, albeit for a temporary respite, has had the paradoxical effect of increasing anxiety levels. Odd, I know, in that you would assume to be hopefully as close to an event so keenly anticipated and prayed for would be heaven, but what happens in reality is the whisper of fear which never actually leaves the mind grows louder and louder.
Oh God please, please keep him safe.
See the Sun is finally on the case of what it calls 'Argy-Bargy 2'. Front page headline 'Task Force 2 - Navy rush to the Falklands', then an 'exclusive' story of how more RN ships are being sent to the South Atlantic in response to Argentine claims of sovereignty. More stirring reassurance on the inside pages where an anonymous 'senior Naval source' explained the type 42 destroyer HMS York was being despatched to support oil exploration drilling, and if anything does kick off we don't have to worry because 'the Navy are there to stop them'. Great. Cannot believe we seriously may be tumbling into the third war of the decade. What on earth is happening?
And are we really prepared to defend those islands? Admittedly now they are almost certainly of an increased strategic value, but in total our military presence consists of four ships, one company of soldiers and four Eurofighters. The Sun kindly points out that this is in comparison with Argentine resources of twenty-three ships, forty thousand soldiers, and nearly two hundred and fifty aircraft.
And the figures for the economy came out today and we're even more broke than was feared.
Popped into our local church this lunchtime and the Vicar was giving a history lesson to a group of schoolchildren. It would seem our village was always regarded as important and a church has stood on its site for well over a thousand years. The original was wooden and was replaced by a stone building in the Norman times when William the Conqueror gave the manor to his brother, but unfortunately that was destroyed in a storm and the sweet little structure we have now is relatively new as it was only built in seventeen hundred.
The vicar described the structure of ecclesiastical architecture and seemingly the nave is so named because when inverted it has the appearance of an ark or boat, and the Latin word for that is navis, hence the derivative Navy.
Had a long chat with H and he's anxious about C too, and hopes his frame of mind hasn't been altered by what he's experienced. Had a chat with R about arrangements and we may car swap when she goes to Brize. No news from C.
Heard from fellow soldier's Mum and we're in just about the same frame of mind. Weather horrendous and had a therapeutic trip to the dump again.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
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