Sublime

As a team, we had become wintered.

the now one-eared Yukon Eric.

So, there I was, locked in a race with my own sick at sea.

It was at the bar of White’s, one of the most exclusive gentleman’s clubs in London, that Stirling first learned about a form of soldiering that seemed much closer to the adventure and excitement he had in mind: a crack new commando unit intended to hit important enemy targets with maximum impact. Stirling’s cousin Lord Lovat had been among the fir

wishing you fair winds and following seas.’

I was fuelled by a kind of ‘feral fortitude’.