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At 16, Mark Time wants to become either a geologist or a Royal Marines Commando. So which does he choose? Despite his love of basalt, he chooses the career that teaches him how to kill. . . and shit in plastic bags. Knowing his weak body will have to shape up to complete 30 weeks of commando training, Mark prepares for the Royal Marines by sleeping in his shed wearing only plastic bags. He braves pain by ordering his mate to attack him while trapped in a sleeping bag. He starves himself in a stupid urban survival exercise, turning down the offer of crispy pancakes from his bewildered mother. He is ready. Some might say for the nut house. . . Often hilarious and yet shockingly sobering, this is the true story of a boy who joins one of the world's most elite military units with only naivety and incompetence equaling his will to succeed.
About the Author
Mark has made overcoming adversity an art form. The Royal Marines was his first metaphorical Goliath, but with fortitude and resilience as his sidekick, Mark battled through physical and mental disadvantage to become a commando by the age of 17. Camaraderie, adventure and integrity became his watchwords for the next 12 years at one stage being the youngest corporal serving. The humorous memoir 'Going Commando' is his first book and a departure from the current military literature available. Such a unique style reflects his current writing focus that zones in on the alternate face of society and subcultures. In addition to books, Mark writes for a number of satirical websites under the pen name 'Brian Flan'. Keen to provide humour in his writing, Mark is passionate about painting the world with colour. When not developing property, Mark spends his spare time travelling, failing miserably to retain his six pack, and retrieving his hyperactive Jack Russell from rabbit burrows. Mark grew up in Yorkshire, but now lives in Devon with his wife and two children.
