When Britain went to war with Argentina in 1982 the two countries were fighting over a scattering of barren islands where communication with the outside world was sporadic and the only way out was by boat.
And plenty of people were keen to take it. The population was dwindling as poor healthcare and public services, coupled with a stagnant economy, meant the young saw no future there.
Fast forward 28 years and our most remote outpost, just 600 miles from Antarctica, is a very different place.
But one fact remains – its nearest neighbour is still the equivalent of the family from hell proudly holding a clutch of Asbos.