This morning we went into town for the Dawn Service.
It is a special time with my Dad, who served at Singapore in WWII.
That’s Dad third from the left looking slightly to his left.
As usual, this morning he had a shoe box full of about a hundred rosemary sprigs that he handed out to everyone.
My brother and his family join him for the march in the morning and then in the afternoon Mum attends the service with him at the old Army Camp just out of town, where he trained. It is a big day for Dad, but one he wouldn’t miss for quids.
2 comments:
Yes it is a special day for folk like you Dad and my DH.
It is a great day.
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