You would have to be mad to join the French Foreign Legion, no not mad just lost and still with purpose of being found, a yearning to survive the rigors of life and throw back its misery in full face.

December 2000
After loosing my family, my business and my will to live i looked across the English channel, the answers lay a mere 30 miles away, the dark sea swelled crashing along the south coast, winter would soon set fast. I pulled up my collar around my neck shrugging off the cold wind, turning back towards the hospital my mind was made up.