Hubby and I chose to spend Remembrance Sunday on a tour of Sheffield General Cemetery this morning, on a walk dedicated to the inhabitants who had fought in wars, died fighting in wars and also died in their own homes "as a result of enemy action" in the Sheffield Blitz of December 12th and 15th 1940.
Our guide was a lovely chap who could tell a story very well. We held a short remembrance service and 2 minute silence by the grave of Ernest Ronald Shuttleworth (aged 22 years) who was killed in WW2 - he isn't buried here. His body was never found. One of the chaps on the tour had done a lot of research on Ernest and was quite moved to hold the silence by this grave.