Three years ago a display of ceramic poppies filled the moat at the Tower of London. I took some pictures and then the Archaeologist recited possibly the most powerful WW1 poem and sent me the link. It’s attached below in the post I did at the time if you are interested.
Last night I was at Wembley to watch a game of football between England and Germany. Before the match, both teams laid poppy wreaths and stood for a minute’s silence to remember all people killed in conflicts around the world as a symbol to ask for peace together. The Last Post played and choked up as I always do
As I stood I reflected on the fact that it took so many years for this little symbol to happen. If there’s one remaining situation where public displays of jingoism are permitted, nay expected it is international football matches. Yet here I was with 80000 applauding respectfully the two teams. The German national anthem played to hardly a sound and we sat down in a reflective mood.
Of course it was a little thing but to me hugely symbolic. Have we grown up at last? Is this a really a symbol to hold onto?
I do hope so