don't you mean ruggedly andsome infused with a caring delicate nature,and willingness to help those morally affected by poor choice of beret colour
Nope, I meant **** ugly Although in February 1988 I was due to start the all arms commando course in Lympstone and get a green one. So in the November of 1987 I got ran over and broke my leg in two places instead, keeping me in the Friaridge Hospital in Northallerton for a week and my leg in plaster for six months. To my regret once I was back to full duties I never reapplied.