At The Going Down Of The Sun……..

PoppiesChuggers, muggers, and other names too indecent for this blog, were out in force in Weston High street this morning, Calling on passing pedestrians to give a bob or two so they could save the world. But there was one man proudly standing alone from the crowd. A soldier in immaculate uniform and an array of medals; not carrying a rifle but a tray of poppies. On closer inspection I recognised an old friend of the museum, Adam. I dipped into my pocket and slipped a few coins in his box for the symbols of a Flanders field,

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