LT Chris Parry
It is quite a common battle-cry in the inner circles of American or British power (when an international incident erupts) for the president, the prime minister to bellow: Where are my lieutenants? Find me my lieutenants!
Well one such el-tee, LT Chris Parry, of the HMS Antrim, once hollered back: I am here, sir. Standing by with a definitive firing solution.
And as usual, it is the MSM, in this case, across the pond who revealed the secret details of an up and coming war…we can always count on them with the ‘loose’ lips….k
Ah, this one was the Falklands, I believe. . . Usually porous, but not this time. . .