Our Beavers, Cubs, Scouts and Explorers paraded through the village to the mediaeval round-towered church where we stood round the war memorial and had a short service.
The little metal and plastic people we play with in our games have no families and friends to miss them when they're gone. They don't have hopes and dreams that will never be fulfilled because they die on some far-of battlefield.
I thank our brave service men and women both past and present for my safety and for my freedom.
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