Pete Scholey was lucky enough to discover what he wanted to do with his life at a young age, and he stuck with it. He was, as he put it, "a lifer" in the most respected, admired and toughest British Army regiment, the SAS. For 20 years Pete served in some of the world's most hostile terrain, patrolling, cooking, fighting, fixing and even laughing as enemy soldiers sought to expel him and his small band of fellow soldiers from whatever foxhole, jungle or sand dune that they were holed up in.
Yet Pete didn't want to be a soldier when he signed up. He wanted to join the RAF but, having twice failed the entrance exams, he ended up doing his National Service in the Royal Army Service Corps (RASC - which he maintains stands for Run Away Someone's Coming). When he was discharged, he immediately re-enlisted, ending up in the Parachute Regiment and eventually, in 1963, in the SAS. Pete served in Borneo, Aden, Oman and Northern Ireland as well as with the regiment's CRW anti-terrorist team. On leaving the regiment in 1982, Pete worked as a security consultant before settling down in semi-retirement with his wife, Carolyn, in Hereford.