The Last Post

Life and Light

Today its appropriately raining heavily for the commemoration of the 100th anniversary of the battle of the Somme in 1916…. remembering the mud and stench of the rain filled trenches. A hell of futility not to be forgotten in the strange times we live in today.

Its especially poignant for me to remember my Great Uncle Frank who was killed on the first day of action on the 15th September, aged only 26 with all his life ahead of him.

‘But all that my mind sees

Is a quaking bog in a mist

— stark, snapped trees,

And the dark Somme flowing.’

Vance Palmer (1885–1959), ‘The farmer remembers the Somme’

On Thursday (the 15th) I went with my brother Rob to hear the last post played for those who lost their lives for our freedom on that day 100 years ago. It was a beautiful still evening – before the…

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