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A community who cared.

Posted by Big John on October 17, 2011

I’m not sure how much of an honour it is to have the word “royal” stuck in front of the name of your town, but I’m sure that many of the residents of what was previously the town of Wootten Bassett are pleased to be recognised for the dignified way in which they paid their respects to the 345 members of our armed forces who’s flag covered coffins were driven through their town’s streets during recent years.

The people of ‘Bassett’ organised the tributes themselves, so I wonder how the local residents felt about the Prime Minister turning up for the ceremony with his new Defence Secretary and a ‘tame’ general in tow. I should think that he was about as welcome as those thousands of “grief-lite” tourists who focused in on the town in the past.

I’m sure that it was a day to remember, but what a day it would have been for the whole country, if our Dave had announced that we had seen the last of …

…  those flag drapped coffins. 


3 Responses to “A community who cared.”

  1. Grannymar said

    Less time telling pensioners to economise on heating and more time on saving the troops from being bomb and gun fodder.

  2. I was especially impressed by the two mayors–the act of the one who first bowed his head and the words delivered by the present one. Your comment that the over-riding need is to stop the killing is spot on.

  3. Betty said

    Sounds as though they needed a turkey drop to liven up the festivities.

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