Mark was the first man to greet me when I joined the 2nd Battalion Scots Guards in Edinburgh, after leaving the 1st Battalion in Germany.
I couldn’t have been luckier to meet him. He welcomed me straight away and put my mind at ease at a time when I was surrounded by new faces and finding my place.
We clicked from the very start and built a friendship that carried us through our time in the Regiment and beyond. There were plenty of nights in each other’s married quarters in Dreghorn Drive, and more than a few nights out on the lash in town—some of which are a bit hazy to remember, but all of which I’ll never forget.
Even after our days in uniform, we stayed in touch and remained good friends.
Rest easy, Mark. Awe the best, my friend. I’ll see you again in the re-org in the sky.
David Meek
04/09/2025