Armistice Day
"And all the time boys were being born or growing up in the parish, expecting to follow the plough all their lives, or, at most, do a little mild soldiering or go to work in a town. Gallipoli? Kut? Vimy Ridge? Ypres? What did they know of such places? But they were to know them, and when the time came they did not flinch. Eleven out of that tiny community never came back. A brass plate on the wall of the church immediately over the old end house seat is engraved with their names. A double column, five names long, then, last and alone, the name of Edmund."
Extract from "Lark Rise to Candleford"
by
Flora Thompson
Elizabeth Murfitt
11/11/2025
