Morning all. Late to the thread today but better late than never.
Had a disturbed night with torrential and noisy rain beating on the bedroom window. My thoughts always go to the poor souls sleeping rough in weather like this and I am hugely thankful for a warm cosy bed.
The musical play I went to yesterday afternoon, about a local family who sent four sons to WW1, was very moving and wonderfully done. They even managed to have a trench with soldiers on a small stage with no curtains. A small band played music of the time, which evoked the atmosphere and emotions. It was very well done.
Today, like many others, I will be thinking of those lost too young, including my Great Uncle Ernest. I have his medals.
Hope the day is a good one for us all. 

