At the going down of the sun (and the coming down of the rain)

This was the post I was intending on doing on the 11th November, however I was at the time in the middle of an enforced blogging hiatus due to an exploding PC power supply.

The happy (ish) few who come here on a regular basis will know that my eldest, Freddy (6) wanted to do a guest post a couple of months back.

The post actually attracted as many, if not more comments, than most of my own contributions.

Anyway Fred was keen to share with 'his fellow bloggers' a few photographs taken during the parade held by our local scout groups on Remembrance Sunday. Something that he was genuinely proud to be a part of.

Anyway in accordance with my masters wishes.

Fred manages to to glance towards the camera, having previously been distracted by the scarf folding technique of the members of the 'Red Section'

Fred, trailing a little behind the colour party, looks enviously at fellow Beaver with waterproof.

Fred (level with traffic cone) probably about to bemoan the fact that they don't study the 'Stoics' in Year 2.

Fred was actually pretty quiet and reflective after the event. I remember asking him something along the lines of did he mind the weather too much. He said that it wasn't too bad and then added something to the effect that it was important to remember the 'brave people' whatever the weather.

Couldn't have phrased it better myself.