When you go home, tell them of us and say,
For your tomorrow, we gave our today

Being so far removed from the reality of war, it’s easy to watch the old footage of events like the Normandy landings as though it were scenes from a film, not to dwell on the fact that those are real people, and that many didn’t survive.  But I’ve been sat thinking about it a lot today. Listening to the D-Day commemorations on Radio 2. Reading about some of the interesting people involved, like Piper Bill and Agent Garbo. Wondering what it would have been like to be one of the thousands of men going in on the boats, knowing that the odds were stacked against them. Or a mother, wife or child, wondering if their loved ones will ever come home again.

And I’ve been feeling very guilty about the fact that I struggled to get out of my warm, safe bed earlier because I didn’t feel like coming to work today.