When my father discovered that he had a terminal illness, (multiple system atrophy) he started to write about his life. From leaving Seoul in 1953 and ending up in England, joining the army, then paras before joining the Special Air Service. He had an interesting journey for the short time he was here. He was in the Sultan’s special forces in Oman, worked in Sri Lanka and Mozambique during their civil wars. trained Aga Khan’s security in Sardinia and many other jobs around the world.
Perhaps he knew that he was going to die fairly young so squeezed in as much as possible. I miss him a lot.
In this piece he talks about when he went through the SAS selection process.
The selection process lasted for 6 extremely painful months. The first phase is the endurance part known as the test week. It lasts for 3 weeks and is spent on Brecon Beacon and Black Mountains. Each day, as soon as we’d woke up, we’d march 10- 15 miles. We had to run 4 kms in an hour, carrying a heavy bergan over rough terrain, and then for 15 kms carrying an ever-increasingly-heavy Bergen. We also had to, in less than 24hrs, complete a 40-mile march carrying a 55lb Bergen. During the test week we’d notice empty beds each morning. Often, we’d return to our units after a long march and as many as 20 beds would be emptied. Continue reading “Dad Diaries 1 – SAS selection”