
Afghanistan, 2012. 🇦🇫
24 years old.
A relatively new Corporal.
And somehow trusted to command the Force Protection Fitter Section on my second tour of Afghanistan.
Looking back now, I don't think I fully appreciated the responsibility I had at such a young age.
Thankfully, I'd been to Afghanistan before. I knew the environment. I knew the tempo. I knew that when equipment was needed, excuses didn't really count.
Our mantra became:
“No one goes home until the board is green.”
We worked hard. Very hard.
But we had a laugh, kept morale up and delivered.
We maintained 100% availability of a fleet described as inherently unreliable. I also became involved in technical work and modifications that went far beyond my own section, including a solution that would ultimately save Defence hundreds of thousands of pounds.
When I returned home, I was awarded the Master General REME Commendation for outstanding technical ability and leadership.
One of the proudest moments of my military career.
At 24, my career felt like it was flying.
But the bit I've appreciated more as I've got older is this...
Someone trusted me with the opportunity.
My Workshop Commander put me in that role.
I was nervous. I was relatively junior. I certainly didn't know everything.
But someone saw something in me and gave me the chance to prove myself.
I worked bloody hard to make sure he'd made the right decision.
I've never forgotten that.
And it's probably shaped how I've tried to lead people ever since.
Sometimes people don't need to be completely ready.
Sometimes they just need someone to give them the opportunity.
Arte et Marte 🇷🇴

Clayhanger, England 🇬🇧 English



















