Today was Armed Forces Day when there is an opportunity to spare a thought for all those serving in our Air Force, Navy and, of course, the Army. Younger daughter was on the phone yesterday and mentioned the fact that Hugh would have been coming home from his tour in Afghanistan about now. There have been times, since he died, when I have gained some comfort from the fact that he didn't make it to that tour of duty, mostly when there has been news of yet more of our soldiers killed or wounded out there. Hugh had recently trained in bomb detection and that would have been his role out there.
Today has been for remembering and appreciating all those in the armed forces, regardless of how we feel about the war they are fighting at present. Politicians make their decisions, which impact on so many innocent personnel and their families and which are by no means always the right ones, but that does not detract from the sterling work and bravery of the men and women out there doing their job.
Hugh had played his part in Bosnia, Kosovo and Iraq and those years had taken their toll on his mental health. He is always present in my mind but especially today. How I would love to be welcoming him home from this tour.