Corridor of many colours

A very welcome quiet day at home, divided between report writing, cooking (preparations for the Christmas cake and more membrillo) and gardening. I was very aware of the significance of the day, and remember all who have died in past conflicts, whether soldiers or civilians. But I find the trappings of Remembrance Day uncomfortable.  

Politicians attend services to remember the soldiers who lost their lives defending our country, yet our government provides insufficient money for psychological support to former soldiers who suffer from PTSD, and continues to sell arms to countries such as Saudi Arabia so that they can wage war on their neighbours. Brexit has exacerbated my unease, with the concomitant rise of nationalistic sentiments and an increase in hate crimes to those who should be our friends and allies. It all seems confusing and deeply hypocritical. 

I went for a late afternoon walk round Ferry Meadows to mull over my thoughts, and there my spirits were lifted by the variety of people out, enjoying the spectacular autumn colours - families, elderly couples, young lovers, dog-walkers and joggers. We live peacefully because of past generations' sacrifices, but I fear that currently we're poised on the brink of something darker. More than ever we need to work collaboratively, across national boundaries, to address huge problems such as climate change and social inequality. We surely have a duty to try and ensure that the world is a safe place for our children and grandchildren. 
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