Remembrance and Ice

Started the day in the Cathedral for the annual Remembrance Day service. The usual reading of the names of former pupils (although a little longer this year as they had found some other names that were originally missed off apparently), last post and the two minutes silence with poppies fluttering down from the Octagon tower. This week's been a bit hard going to happy to head home, and relax with this excellent book and a glass of red...