School friend of mine joined,he lived with his dad when we were kids,his dad was an alcoholic and abusive,he didn’t have a good home life and certainly wasn’t academic.
I left Sunderland and left the UK for a number of years,returned to Sunderland to do something and was walking through the town centre when I bumped into him,he looked great suntanned super fit,he had joined the FFL,best thing he could have done to be honest as another friend Tim is still in our old area a shambling alcoholic
He said the training was brutal,got slapped across the head when he couldn’t grasp French initia