Today, like every day, I am incredibly proud to wear my poppy and remember those who gave their lives for our today’s. I am also proud of those who continue to serve in our forces all over the world
November is the time of the year when we wear a red poppy in memory of those who sacrificed their lives for us during wars.
The eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month marks the signing of the Armistice, on 11th November 1918, to signal the end of World War One.
At 11 am on 11 November 1918 the guns of the Western Front fell silent after more than four years continuous warfare.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Lest we forget
This year we went with both Alex and Ali to remembrance Ave in town where they met up with the beavers and cubs troop
Bearing in mind we have a child who has the attention span of a Gnat (Alex) and a child who is Autistic and has enough problems trying to keep still at the best of times.. They both were fairly good (for them) and stood for the whole 2 hours, with the exception of Ali wanting his coat on and needing a wee which he managed to wait until the end for.. I’m quite proud of them… I know Allan got the hump but then expecting a 6 yr old and 8 yr old to stand perfectly still and in silence for two hours is never going to happen, not even with normal kids lol