The Palace

Today, I received my Military Cross. I'd taken Mum and Dad as my guests and luckily for me the Boss was able to attend as my CO. The Boss came up to London last night. Dad, as normal was in his pants and I'd pre warned Nan who had the camera ready.

Mum and Dad were gobsmacked as I received it, dropping down into a curtsey.

The Boss was sneakily filming them on his phone. I was being filmed by some official photographer that they have at these events so they can flog the DVD.

As we were stood outside afterwards the Ginger Ninja walked passed. Seeing me and the Boss, he came over for a chat. At one point me and the Ninja were taking the piss out of the Boss, all the while Mum was taking pictures. I'm might gonna have to show these to 2 section, Mansfield in particular.

After the ceremony, we met up with 2 section and carried on with the day. It was fun but a bit more subdued than normal. We'd only buried Smurf last week.

I was due to deploy in 3 days time and I was going to miss these guys.

I was flying out on the Monday and Charles, getting used to it now, wanted me to spend the weekend with him before I went. He'd said after everything that had happened he thought I needed some quiet me time and that his parents were going on a long weekend away. His Mum had said something along the lines of 'that girl does not need the added pressure of meeting us'. Bless her! I felt like I was living in a pressure cooker and at any second was going to go pooff!

We spent the weekend just chillin', at night Charles just held me as I went to sleep. The fact that we didn't have sex actually made it more special, more intimate.

He dropped me at Barracks, with my kit on the Sunday evening, so as I could be on the transport Monday morning.

As I sat, along with the rest of the people going to Bastion, in the lounge, my phone vibrated, signalling an incoming message.

Come back to me. C xxx.