Friday is market day in our little town and quite a busy market it is too when the weather is right - as it was today. There is not a single vestige of snow left anywhere and the sun has shone all day.
It so happens that our War Memorial stands at the top of the market square - and today is November 11th.
At around a quarter to the hour a group of people began to gather and by a couple of minutes to the hour a sizeable crowd had gathered. I had intended to join them to stand for two minutes to remember the war dead but my watch was a couple of minutes slow. As I bought my cheese from the cheese lady (who has almost every cheese known to man) she said she might have to stop in mid-service to observe the two minutes silence. So I joined her and we both stood by the stall. Gradually, as people walked up the market, they seemed to realise what was happening and everyone stood in silence for the two minutes. It was quite a moving occasion.
Two minutes out of the whole year is nothing - but it is just a token of appreciation for the many who have given their lives over the years - there has hardly been a year when there has not been a war somewhere has there? And it is also good to remember the thousands of wounded men who have lost limbs or had other life-changing injuries - just two minutes; that is all it takes from our lives.