Did they know, 100 years ago, how many would come?

While I didn’t count heads at Aldeburgh cenotaph, I noticed the variety of individuals come to pay respect.

Elderly veterans, chests heaving with medals and emotion.

Britten buffs (it’s next door to Snape).

Local dignitaries, the vicar and the obligatory Laurence Binyon.

Children. Dogs (pride of place to Aldeburgh’s First Pooch Snooks).

Hell’s Angels too.

3 Regiment Army Air Corps, based at Wattisham. They weren’t all on parade that day.

An Apache flew past, doing the length of coastal Suffolk.

The crowd finally shuffled away, to warm houses and hot dinners.

We owe.

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PS If ever you’re in Aldeburgh, see Moot Hall. It’s been here since 1520 and is set to be around a few more years.