So the draft dodger in Chief has left our shores after celebrating the bravery of many  thousands of his fellow citizens who didn’t cry off when called to serve – I’m not sure if that is ironic or telling?  For the record my father was recovering in an Indian hospital after being shot on some unknown road in Burma by a Japanese snipper whilst trying to recover the body of a fallen British soldier.   What it does make you wonder is if the situations were reversed just how would we have reacted if called?   What we also have be thankful for is that we have never had to make that choice.  So let’s remember everything those brave men and far more than a few women sacrificed for us, their children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.   This world may not be pretty at times but I suspect it is a whole lot better because of their sacrifice than what might have been.

What a strange and wonderful place England is – lest we forget.