Remembrance Sunday here today.
Most years I have watched thousands of old soldiers marching passed the Cenotaph in London and handing in poppy wreaths on behalf of British and Commonwealth regiments.
It is normal for me to have something in my eye while this takes place.
Some of these ex soldiers and sailors are over Eighty and have been standing waiting to set off for up to an hour.
This ceremony is for all wars, not just WW1 and WW2, but all wars since.
I will always be grateful to them all.