On Anzac day we headed over to Oxford for a morning out and stopped by the cenotaph with our poppies to drop off. My little ladies reverence while placing her little poppy and then replacing some fallen ones was a delight to watch. Perhaps it was just playing with flowers to her. But it felt like more.
Afterwards we popped to the playground (10m form the cenotaph) and had a play and then coffee to warm up from the brisk wind.