November 11th, 2008

Adventure before dementia

11th November 2008


Today is the 11th of November.   At 11a.m. today, 90 years ago, what became known as World War One finally ended.   By the end of that war, there was a huge amount of poetry that had been written, mostly by serving soldiers.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

Behind the cut are 2 such poems.  The first is a poem that most people in Britain know verse 4 ... it is quoted above, and at all Remembrance services, and on some memorials.  It was written by a Red Cross Medic, who was too old to serve, but spent time in Flanders ina voluntary capacity.  The second is written by a doctor, from the Royal Canadian Army Medical Corps, who was killed in 1918, at the age of 46.  The poem was found with his things, and on his death his mother had it printed in the paper - it is part of the reason why the red poppy was adopted as the symbol of the Armistace ... and why I am proud to wear my poppy for the first 11 days of November.


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Please take two minutes of your time at 11 o'clock to stop what you are doing and remember.

Remember -
  • Those who died in "The War To End All Wars" ... and in the 90 years since then.
  • Those who have been injured as a result of war and conflict.
  • Those who mourn.
  • Those who care for the injured.
  • Our governments - that they might find peace in the troubled areas of the world.
  • And finally, that we might have more tolerence of each other.
Please do take those 2 minutes today to remember ... I will be.



DJ - plaited!

Such A Good Boy ... Even In The 2 Minutes Silence!


As I walked towards DJ this morning, I did have to smaile, as he was also walking towards me ... He was sound (Yay) ... I am still dragging my bad leg slightly, so I was glad to see at least one of us was OK - Who knows, we both may be fit on the same day!

Anyway - I knew I had about an hour as Toni had just gone to drop her grand-daughter off at play-group ... so it meant we could have some uality time, and I could give him a really good groom.  As it had rained heavily last night he was still damp in places, but he obviously hadn't rolled since then, as he looked unusually clean!

He was a good boy - except when I first started checking the scabs on his front legs - but he even let me do that.

Once he was tacked and strapped, I put on reflector and hat ... intime to meet Toni and Badger at the mounting block!

The 4 of us set off to go up the road for a mile and back.

We saw ros and Rosie returning from their ride - and progressed on.  As we came to the first corner there were men standing aroud watching us ... but DJ, after only one reminder, carried on walkin.  The men were standing in front of an open gateway, of a field of bullocks!  Yes, they were moving bullocks this morning - and going the same way we were.

They let us go past, and then, a short time later came up the road.  Toni laughed as DJ was a bit "skippy" ... she said that if it all went wrong, at least it woulld be topical, if DJ headed off in a full-blown Cavalry style gallop!  However, as I sadi, he was a good boy and steadied and walked on.

When we got to the top we turned and came back ... and guess what ... same men, different field!  They again were planning on following us!  This time DJ carried on walking - but with a beautiul elevated stride - which was great, as he is lazy, but worrying, as he has a leg problem!

Still we carried on - and he was great, even when the guys then came past us on motor-scooters as they headed home.

We got back ... and the even better news is that DJ was still sound ... and as Badger walks quickly, DJ had trotted quite a bit as well.

As we pulled into the yard, I looked at my watch - 11am ... So, the 4 of us stood quietly for 2 minutes to remember those who had died.  Which was pobably one of the more authentic silences ... The First World War was the last time that horses actually served in the front lines.  The boys were great!

So, once we got them "undressed" I fed DJ and took him out to his field ... so he could give a very thorough reoport to Conrad ... and plan naughty things to do in future rides (no doubt)!!