Remember, Remember the Month of November

Well, it's been a busy busy old time for me, so appologies to anyone out there wondering why I was not sending out my moaning groaning vibe.

So here we are, it's November... A month of Rememberance here in Britain, on the 11th we Remember and mark the end of the First World War, and reflect on the losses our armed forces have suffered then and ever since.

Having one grand father a veteran of the Battle of North Cape and D-Day aboard HMS Belfast, the other a veteran of the British Expeditionary Forces who fled the beaches of Dunkirk and whom later was part of the return at Normandy; not to mention one Grandmother who tended the wounds of returning USAAF Airmen and another in the British Land Army.

I find myself taking a moment to remember them.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young.

Straight of limb, true of eyes, 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 condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning,

We will remember them.