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It is the time of year when newsreaders, politicians and other people in the public eye wear poppies in the run up to both Remembrance Sunday and Armistice Day. I keep forgetting to wear mine, even though one has plenty of reminder from other people doing so, wearing theirs usually on their jacket lapel. Elderly people selling poppies in High Streets and shopping centres across Great Britain - many of them are getting in in years themselves and still have memories of the Second World War. The big question is, who will continue their work and fundraising when they will be no longer around? - no doubt that they cannot do it forever and they won't have too long left themselves. Will things be passed onto the younger generation for the sake of what happened all those decades ago? I do hope so - one should never become ignorant about the past and certainly not about out predecessors and ancestors.
It is one of those rare events that has both a fixed date in the calendar year, and also has a fixed day of the week - the second Sunday in November and 11th November, assuming that they are on two different days. Last year the 11th of November did fall on a Sunday, and so we only had one day, and it's a pity that just like things that are or fall on a Sunday, that we don't have Monday 12th November in lieu of that like we could have done last year. After all we have Easter Monday because of Easter, and various events are held on a Monday if the actual date falls on a Sunday.
My late father was a World War Two veteran and he used go on about what he did during the War in the first half of the 1940s - he had the medals to prove it, and one supposes that his involvement had impact for future generations such as ourselves - it shaped what the next few decades was going to be in many ways. His father fought in the First World War as well. I recently donated £5.00 to the Royal British Legion by post and told them about my father in the letter I sent to them - in the back of a wardrobe, I found an old Bluebird toffee tin that belonged to my father for the first time in the 1990s, and opening it, I found old newspaper cuttings from the 1940s; black and white photographs of people one could not recognise; an army book; army membership cards and other things - a great time capsule.
As well as seeing the Royal Festival of Remembrance on Saturday nights and the Sunday morning coverage at the Cenotaph on BBC 1, I suppose that we do our own thing when it comes to remembering our ancestors and what they did up to 100 years ago now. True, we are a lot more independent and do our own things these days, and we rarely know what our neighbour is also doing, mostly because one doesn't as if we have officially been invited. The lack of community spirit can be harmful to society in general, and we need more of it - local churches in that respect are good places for that, and one assumes that next month's General Election will see a lot of it in evidence as well.
One thing that is symbolic is the two minute silence - in recent years on Remembrance Sunday I have been watching the BBC 1 coverage and observed it as Big Ben bonged 11 times on the hour. Likewise, I also listen via BBC Radio 2 if 11th November falls on a weekday, normally around 15 minutes after Ken Bruce's Popmaster quiz has finished. I have been walking down the street listening to a personal radio and stop for two minutes wherever I am at 11.00 am, and I notice that very few others I see do that, and cars almost seem to keep moving on the roads as well. Obviously, Armistice Day is more lowkey than Remembrance Sunday (assuming as they are both on separate days) and also Armistice Day is more likely to be on a weekday where most business goes ahead as usual.
One year in the mid 2000s when 11.00 am on 11th November came around, I was probably in a local Tesco store and was about to put a box of Kellogg's Corn Flakes into my trolley - at that moment the announcement by the store on the tannoy that the store was about to observe the silence for two minutes, so I stood obediently next to my trolley as a mark of respect. I think that this is what brings people together and strangers as well, being in the same situation and observing the same thing before they go on their own separate way once again. Sometimes that magic or harmony of getting people together to participate in an official event is so healthy do, and we should do it a lot more often.
Do you mark the two minute silences each year, and is it in memory of family members who fought in the two great wars?
It is one of those rare events that has both a fixed date in the calendar year, and also has a fixed day of the week - the second Sunday in November and 11th November, assuming that they are on two different days. Last year the 11th of November did fall on a Sunday, and so we only had one day, and it's a pity that just like things that are or fall on a Sunday, that we don't have Monday 12th November in lieu of that like we could have done last year. After all we have Easter Monday because of Easter, and various events are held on a Monday if the actual date falls on a Sunday.
My late father was a World War Two veteran and he used go on about what he did during the War in the first half of the 1940s - he had the medals to prove it, and one supposes that his involvement had impact for future generations such as ourselves - it shaped what the next few decades was going to be in many ways. His father fought in the First World War as well. I recently donated £5.00 to the Royal British Legion by post and told them about my father in the letter I sent to them - in the back of a wardrobe, I found an old Bluebird toffee tin that belonged to my father for the first time in the 1990s, and opening it, I found old newspaper cuttings from the 1940s; black and white photographs of people one could not recognise; an army book; army membership cards and other things - a great time capsule.
As well as seeing the Royal Festival of Remembrance on Saturday nights and the Sunday morning coverage at the Cenotaph on BBC 1, I suppose that we do our own thing when it comes to remembering our ancestors and what they did up to 100 years ago now. True, we are a lot more independent and do our own things these days, and we rarely know what our neighbour is also doing, mostly because one doesn't as if we have officially been invited. The lack of community spirit can be harmful to society in general, and we need more of it - local churches in that respect are good places for that, and one assumes that next month's General Election will see a lot of it in evidence as well.
One thing that is symbolic is the two minute silence - in recent years on Remembrance Sunday I have been watching the BBC 1 coverage and observed it as Big Ben bonged 11 times on the hour. Likewise, I also listen via BBC Radio 2 if 11th November falls on a weekday, normally around 15 minutes after Ken Bruce's Popmaster quiz has finished. I have been walking down the street listening to a personal radio and stop for two minutes wherever I am at 11.00 am, and I notice that very few others I see do that, and cars almost seem to keep moving on the roads as well. Obviously, Armistice Day is more lowkey than Remembrance Sunday (assuming as they are both on separate days) and also Armistice Day is more likely to be on a weekday where most business goes ahead as usual.
One year in the mid 2000s when 11.00 am on 11th November came around, I was probably in a local Tesco store and was about to put a box of Kellogg's Corn Flakes into my trolley - at that moment the announcement by the store on the tannoy that the store was about to observe the silence for two minutes, so I stood obediently next to my trolley as a mark of respect. I think that this is what brings people together and strangers as well, being in the same situation and observing the same thing before they go on their own separate way once again. Sometimes that magic or harmony of getting people together to participate in an official event is so healthy do, and we should do it a lot more often.
Do you mark the two minute silences each year, and is it in memory of family members who fought in the two great wars?
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