Sunday, 12 November 2017

Remembrance Sunday

Today England remembers those that fought and died so that we may live, the greatest sacrifice that one can  give and we shall never forget them.

Poppies are proudly worn and are seen on Winter coats all around town, I bought a red  poppy and a lovely little centenary pin to wear with pride.... the world war embroidered sweetheart handkerchief i found earlier this year in a charity shop  in town and I wondered as I held it in my hand if the lady who had saved it all these years had sadly passed away.

My friend popped across yesterday with a cheddar cheese shaped like a poppy  wrapped in red wax, she had bought one for herself and thought Steve and I would like one too, she is a good and thoughtful friend, proceeds  go to the Royal British Legion.

While flicking through boxes and boxes of old photographs in the church hall earlier in the year I came across this family photograph and couldn't take my eyes of the young man in uniform , on getting home and turning over the photograph I read the words Eric drowned in the Mediterranean  w.w.2 and I made a promise to Eric that I would remember him on remembrance Sunday.

In the middle of the photograph stand Arthur and Renie and the pretty young lady on the left is known as Our dear Nellie.... how devastated they must have been to hear the news of Eric, may he rest in peace.

My Mother and my Great Auntie Francis always called those that fought 'Our lads' and looking at Eric's young face we see he is just a lad and should have had his whole life in front of him.

In the bow window of our cottage the little table is dressed in an old embroidered poppy tablecloth and soon I will serve Sunday lunch for Steve and there will be  a bowl full for Beatrix as she loves Yorkshire puddings.

They shall not grow old, as we 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


We are going to be watching Songs Of Praise at twenty past four this afternoon and Countryfile at twenty past six and both are remembering the fallen, Bless them all.

I hope your Sunday has been a peaceful one, bye for now x

Will you join me next time for more tales and goings on from Shingle Cottage ?