Lest We Forget

[law74]

Im obviously not Man enough to be a City fan, but for me when i see the poppy i think to my trips to the somme and torres vedras, when i march on parade on Armistice Day (or the Sunday before), i remember my friends that lost their young lives (& EVERY YEAR I BLAME MYSELF for one of my mates and comrades losing his life).
We fought (& are still fighting and dieing) to ensure that YOU can decide wether or not to wear a poppy and or donate to the "earl Hague Fund" now known as the Poppy Appeal

I chose not to wear the Poppy in work for professional reason, but I am proud to wear it on Armistice Day along with the medals this nation bestowed on me for what i have done.

All Gave Some.........

 

[law74]

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Im not a Tart, or a hibee but the pipers lament brought a tear to my eye.

 

[scowy68]

After a while of reading material on the second world war i'd like to read some decent stuff on the great war.Can anyone recommend anything good?I am half way through birdsong and although a fictional account of the war.It seems quite decent.

 

[law74]

Somme Mud
It is the story of an australian soldier's journey from Oz to Oz via the Somme, Paschendale etc etc, it doesnt go into the details of the war in great detail but is a very graphic and moving account of life for a squaddie, with some typical squaddie wit thrown in, and some harrowing tales of valour.

 

[scowy68]

Thanks for that have also read a few reviews on amazon saying all quiet on the Western front is a very moving account of the great war told from a German soldiers view point

 

[Uwe Rosler]

I don't post often but..

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

 

[scall11]

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[scowy68]

Saw an advert this week on sky for a rememberance programme.The music was by Eva Cassidy.The song fields of gold.What a beautiful song that seemed so poignant for that programme.

 

[Anonymous]

its a lovely parade.

 

[Danbert]

Went to the service on Great Gable today.

So many people young and old made the effort to be there. We walked up and ran (part of the way) back to Honister.