Remembrance Sunday

We took a stroll around Winchester yesterday, past the remembrance poppies and up the high street. It's been a quiet weekend, and we woke up this Sunday morning and watched the Remembrance Service on TV. There were so, so many people. And it struck me what an important time it was for women as well, in a time when all the men were away and they were suddenly filling roles never considered before. There was a woman who was interviewed on tv who had applied for work during the war and, after declining an offer to be a cook, had asked if she could help take information mid-battles. And she worked day-to-day in a room with other women, all wearing head sets, leaning over a huge map, taking coordinates and updates on who had fallen and what action was occurring. Their work was so important, all the nurses out in the field, most of them volunteering. And what a time and a change, from WWI when women were lobbying for the right to vote, through WWII, up to now.

It's incredible to think about, and to think where we are today. And to think of all of the men and women who have served for our county, back then and today, in such difficult circumstances.