I recently met a colleague who I hadn’t seen for 30 years. He was more than just a colleague, he was once my ‘Commanding Officer’. He had been made aware of my illness but after asking how I was, he was content with my short explanation “I’m not dead yet“. The great thing about soldiery is that you can pick up where you left off 30 years ago as if it was only yesterday and ‘bravado’ is not only allowed, it’s expected…