Last night hubby and I were discussing where we would go to support Remembrance Sunday. Initially we were thinking about Guisborough where all of the local churches and organisations take part in a procession leading up to the Cenotaph. The Salvation Army band leads this and it is all very grand.
Loftus is our local market town so we decided to go there instead. A much smaller affair yet just as important and relevant. As we took our place in the crowd we became aware of a light aircraft flying in the sky. We knew the pilot – when Jon pointed out it was a yellow and white Tigermoth it could only be Peter Jackson, a friend and neighbour. We assumed he was out on a Sunday morning fly about – as he often is. However as we watched him fly over the market place he released a plume of red poppies which flew down over the crowd. How unexpected yet so moving!
But the freedom that they fought for, and the country grand they wrought for, Is their monument to-day, and for aye.
Thomas Dunn English
