It was my 61st anniversary of reporting to the depot of THE KINGS OWN SCOTTISH BORDERERS REGIMENT at Berwick on Tweed on 12th May 1955. It was the beginning of my 2 years National Service for basic infantry training before being sent out to Malaya during what was called ‘The Emergency’ during the troubled 1950’s.
The following two years was packed with world travels, lots of daft experiences, friendships, excitement and general growing up activities of an eighteen year old Scottish guy abroad for the first time. The Regimental saying is,”Once a Borderer. Always a Borderer”. I guess I still am.
This pic shows Jock Winton and me just back from patrol and probably a wee bit smelly. I am the good looking one.