Lest we forget
This weekend, I’ll be joining the thousands of local people gathering around war memorials across our borough, to honour those who made the ultimate sacrifice during all too many wars – and, particularly, those who died defending our own country.
My teachers at St Catherine’s in Twickenham taught me a love of poetry. I clearly recall reading the War Poets, and how they so poignantly brought home the horrors and utter futility of warfare. I tell my own children about examples of war service within our own family, in an effort to personalise war and its impacts on everyday people like us. My grandfather served in the Navy in both world wars, and I want to honour his contribution by trying to make our world a peaceful one. I play my small part in this, by teaching my children that it’s up to each and every one of us to ensure such awful events never happen again.
We should also spare a moment to recall how our own area played its part in restoring peace. As many will already know, the WW2 D-Day landings were planned by Eisenhower from his temporary headquarters in Bushy Park.