Thacker in Afghanistan.
Not this Thacker, though. My brother Colin (or Titch as he prefers to be called) is in the Australian Air Force and is stationed in Afghanistan (and his son Justin is in the Army and recently was posted in East Timor!). He has been there for six months already and hasn't been kidnapped or shot once yet (where's the fun in it then I tell him). Although he did tell me the other week when I spoke to him on the phone that he didn't get much sleep the previous night because 'the buggers kept throwing missiles at the base.' Well, those buggers can easily find out exactly where to throw those missiles. They just have to go to Colin's Facebook page. He's posted pics of his base and the surrounding desert (with the best vantage spots to attack). And besides all that, the buggers have nothing to worry about either – there's a photo of my brother with a gun protecting the base. Those buggers could just walk in! So for all you Taliban out there who read my blog (my books are huge in Kabul) here's some shots of the base. Just don't blow up my brother, please.
Afghanistan Holiday Camp
Now, where's that trigger thing?
The place goes off (so to speak) at Christmas.
*Note to Taliban: Attack from this side.
*Note to Taliban: Not from this side.
Oh, oh! Too late. Here they come…
