It is Remembrance Sunday, so I am on parade once again.
I’ve been marching with my band Carlton Brass for the Calverton Remembrance Parade. It’s an event I can’t miss, the most important band job in the year for me.
I’m an ex-serviceman, so I am especially keen that people are encouraged to remember the awfulness of war, to remember those that died or were injured in conflicts while serving their country, and to commit to preventing such tragedies ever happening again.
There are some that attempt to hijack the poppy for political purposes, and I particularly cannot stand those that harp on about people that choose not to wear one. It’s a choice, like the British Legion states:
There is no right or wrong way to wear a poppy. It is a matter of personal choice whether an individual chooses to wear a poppy and also how they choose to wear it
Nobody is forced to wear a poppy, or wear it a particular way; just, please, remember those who served in conficts around the world, and have a hope for a more peaceful future.