I was listening to the radio this morning and heard an article about the mothers of 8 British soldiers who were all killed on one day in Afghanistan. The mothers have formed a charity, Afghan Heroes. Two of these ladies were interviewed and one explained how she had not heard from her 18 year old son for the 5 weeks before he was killed, apart from a ‘phone call just two days before his death. He had spent these weeks in a remote camp and had, apparently, enjoyed the hard life there and been an excellent field soldier.
Then she explained that she was fortunate though, because he had taken 196 photos during those 5 weeks, documenting his daily life. The camera had not survived the ambush, but the memory card had.