One of our sons and one of our son-in-laws have served time in Iraq.
Both are members of the Royal Air Force.

They have both returned back home safely.

Thousands of other parents, wives, children, husbands have not have been as fortunate. They have had to face the incomprehensible fact that their loved one will never return.
I have written this album to try to capture the feeling that we could have so easily been faced with.
I have used a Yamaha keyboard and Pioneer Tape Recorder.

The day before the soldier left home he had had a Strange Dream.
He had been on many detachments throughout his 6 years with the Forces. Many had been in similar theatres to the one to which he was about to visit.
This one was different. He had a bad feeling.
He knew that he would never see his loved ones or his beloved country again.
Two days into his attachment he was killed, violently, by a roadside bomb placed there in the name of someone’s God.
He was 29 years old.

His body was carried from the barracks onto the a