The Sherborne Abbey clock struck eleven today on the eleventh day of the eleventh month, 100 years after the end of WW1.
Two minutes silence followed. We all remembered the tragic slaughter of millions of people in that war.
Organisations throughout Sherborne had placed wreaths of poppies on the war memorial.
In Flanders Fields, by John McRae
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields
We will remember them