The Last Day

We travel back tomorrow to Porchfield. We have one more wreath to lay and that is at Parkhurst Military Cemetery. This trip has been emotional and full of pathos. There are fields upon field of Golden Barley singing in the wind on open land where brave men have died. We have visited Commonwealth and German Cemeteries and experienced the same feeling. What a waste of life and for what. The chest thumping and bravado of the men marching off to fight for the Empire squashed in a matter of minutes. Harry Patch summed it up. ”Politicians who took us to war should have been given the guns and told to settle their differences themselves, instead of organising nothing better than legalised mass murder. “To all those brave souls. RIP