Remembrance Sunday Parade

We all got dressed up, pinned our poppies onto our coats and walked onto the scout hut for 10:30am. Queensbury was very busy, much of the community, all ages were out paying their respect. The main road was closed by the police and the parade marched to the cenotaph. Lots of local groups were marching, headed by the Scout Band. Crowds lined the main road, Jack and Finlay looked smart in their uniforms. Finlay has a very definite 'stomping' march, Jack calmly walked along.

Queensbury Cenotaph

At the cenotaph the local dignitaries were assembled, a PA system enabled everyone to hear the service. I would estimate that there was over 600 people paying their respect. The last post was played on trumpet by a band member and everyone fell silent.....

One of my relatives died in the 1st World War. Edgar Moore was only 19, died on 16th March 1918 near Ypres in Belgium. He's buried in the Aeroplane Cemetery, Ypres, far from home. His name is on the cenotaph. It was a an emotional few minutes, considering the sacrifice and tragedy that war brings. Once the speeches had been made, wreaths laid the parade moved onto the Holy Trinity Church for the remembrance service.

The church was pretty full and for an hour we sat and paid our respects. Everyone then marched back through Queensbury.

It was a pretty emotional day, I was surprised how many people, both young and old turned out on a foggy, drizzly November day to remember. Today it felt like the community had come together and united... More of this please.