For many of us Remembrance Sunday is about reflecting on events which have passed and showing our gratitude to those who we can never thank in person....
My dad was a former soldier who died in 2012. A few years earlier, I remember one of our last outings together. It was a few days before Remembrance...
So here I am, Mum, Dad. Witnessing something colossal on the world stage, in the week where we remember events we thought could never be repeated. For the first time in my life I believe that they genuinely could. And for the first time in my life I feel compelled to define who I am, and witness my friends doing the same.
Marking Remembrance is so important. We should never forget and instilling this into our children to take forward to future generations is something as parents we have the ability to do.
There seems to have been an intense hike in the instances of racism-fuelled violence in the UK since the referendum that brought us Brexit. Blame is w...
Refusing to wear a poppy is not to be unpatriotic or disrespectful of the far too many young working class men that our blood-soaked ruling class have used as cannon fodder throughout the nation's history. Refusing to wear a poppy is to refuse to be a pawn in their game.
So it's November and the beginning of November has always been synonymous for me with the Royal British Legion's Poppy Appeal. Normally I am working and the appeal just drifts around me. I buy my poppy and I might watch the Remembrance service from the Royal Albert Hall or the Cenotaph if I'm free.
Let us all wear our poppies with pride and make our act of remembrance a deeply political one so that it becomes an act that reminds of the past so that we have a better future. Let's make sure that the sacrifices made by so many were not futile.
90% of people killed in war are civilians. But apparently civilians don't count. Remembrance is only for armed forces personnel from the UK and allied states.
As I went about my daily business in camp and across the no-man's land, I started dropping poppy seeds everywhere I went. I filled my pockets and sprinkled them gradually, one million seeds in total, zigzagging across the open space and throughout the narrow alleyways between tents and shelters.
I've been thinking a lot about respect lately. It all started around Remembrance Day, when a local FaceBooker took it upon herself to berate Walthamstowians for not wearing poppies. They were, she said, showing a lack of respect for the war dead.
As the paper poppies are unclipped and lost in a drawer for another year, and politicians and TV presenters are bare-lapelled once more, I feel a familiar sense of hollowness following this Remembrance Day.
The stereotypical left-wing pseudo-intellectual who sneers and scoffs at ageing veterans is indeed infuriating. It is plainly disrespectful to discredit their courage and sacrifice by using Remembrance Day as an opportunity to make petty gestures and score cheap points.
While lambs' hearts, horsehair and blown glass artillery shells may seem an unlikely combination with which to spark debate around the cultural phenomena of remembrance, these are the materials I've used for my delicate Papaver rhoeas poppy sculptures, currently on show in London.
As we were united in remembrance, they were united in their sacrifice - men and women of all faiths and of none. Hundreds of thousands of Muslims, Hindus, Sikhs and people of other minority faiths have served in the British Armed Forces across two World Wars, facing down the hatred of Nazism and helping keep Britain safe in its direst hours of need.
The veteran population of the UK is declining rapidly. In 2005, there were 4.8million veterans in the UK. Today, there are 2.83million, and in 2020 there will be 2.48million. In the face of such significant demographic change, the Armed Forces charity sector will have to evolve in some fundamental ways.