Pretend It's Monday, OK?

Soooooo, topical blog update for today, methinks. Obviously today is Armistice Day/Remembrance Day/ Poppy Day so I thought I’d have my two cents on the matter. I always ponder it quite strongly when it gets to this time of year, so I may as well share with you folks.

 For me, Armistice Day is a very sombre and serious occasion; not because I personally knew anyone who died in either of the world wars, nor did I lose any grandparents that way. Put simply, I completely disagree with the idea of war and think that we should remember those who gave their lives fighting for their country, wherever that may be.

Interesting phrase, that: ”Gave their lives”. It makes it sound like they had a choice at all times to lay down themselves as a sacrifice. We know, of course, that that isn’t the case, especially with forced subscription. There are some soldiers who did choose to give themselves entirely to protect their friends and comrades, but many of them had the “decision” forced upon them at one point in the process or another.

So today we are asked to remember those who died in the First and Second World Wars, as well as all wars before and since. I think this is a beautiful thing to do; so many families have been torn apart by war that it makes perfect sense to have a day on which we honour the fallen. Plus, it’s one of the few ‘special days’ in our calendar that has yet to be overly commercialised; there are the poppies (of course), but they’re for charity. There’s also the Remembrance Service on the Beeb on the Saturday night before Armistice Sunday and parade, but I wouldn’t say that was commercial because a) It’s the Beeb, and b) it’s an excellent idea for those who can’t attend a Sunday service or march but still want to remember the fallen soldiers.

I think Armistice Day is an excellent idea because, as they say, lest we forget...

Oooh, Look! A Blog Post!

So, I'm terribly sorry that there has been about a month’s gap between this post and the last but, seeing as how nobody even reads this, I guess it doesn't really matter anyway. I am currently on a train. This had made me ponder trains.

I don’t like the fact that there isn't somewhere on trains that you can keep your bag without losing sight of it; even when it’s in the overhead luggage rack you can’t really see it. Plus, you can’t put large bags there anyway, so it’s not helpful if you've got a small suitcase, which I have. Fortunately, I have sat next to very understanding people on both the trains I've had to sit next to people on today, so it’s actually been OK. J

Now, this is a strange thing to say, but I was going to make a post about things I dislike about trains. Except that I was going to do it on Friday when I was having to rush between platforms to catch my connections. Today I've had a short wait at both Stevenage and Grantham on the way back to Uni, so I've not really got much to complain about; I haven’t even had to go up and down a lot of stairs to get to far away platforms as they've all been across the platform from each other.

So, apart from an apology (what else would you expect?) for not writing for so long, this post will be rather pointless. Thank you for bearing with me whilst I settled in to Uni life and (almost) got on top of my workload. Much love xx

Emmatt update: If anyone is bothered, Matt and I are still very happy sharing each other’s company and we spent a fair amount of time together whilst I was at home this weekend. I am still waiting for him to realise just quite how crazy I am, but (mercifully) that time has not yet come.