I had an interesting, but possibly appalling, conversation with my teenagers tonight.
It turns out that ds has always thought he'd have to go off & fight if that was how the chips fell. He'd really rather not - he's a lazy geek who ditched rugby because he didn't like the early mornings for training - but it seems that he's always assumed that yep, if war happens, off I go.
He's shocked that I think that I'd be more use than him & would be happy to be the family member to go. He agrees that I'd be more use/more expendable in most circumstances, & also pointed out that dd1 would be FAR better in a combat situation than him.
She's in enthusiastic agreement with this on the basis that her brother would have to get out of bed, & would most likely trip over his own socks doing so. She'd be ABSOLUTELY up for fighting to the death.
(Dd2 would be collaborating. She'd definitely join the resistance later if they looked cool & had good hats, apparently).
Ds's take on all this is: 'But I'd fight. I'm the bloke here. There's no way whatsoever that I'd hide behind you, or dd1.That would not happen. It's MY job to go off to war, however much I'd hate it. My grandfather fought. I'd bloody well fight.'
I'm really quite taken aback. I'm torn between thinking he's a sexist dipstick, & thinking he's really very brave - he definitely means every word. & he's not the bravado, macho type at all.
It's really not a conversation I thought I'd be having with any of them.