Day 55: The Wave

This time last year I mentioned Paul Cummins’ Remembrance Day installation in one of my posts. I wanted to see the poppies at the Tower but Dylan was so unsettled it wasn’t possible to take him to London or for me to leave him while I went myself. I remember feeling quite disappointed even though I was used to not being able to get to such events.

What a difference a year makes: the Remembrance Day poppies have been installed in other locations, including the Yorkshire Sculpture Park which we live close to, so today we got to see them. I found myself thinking as much about the victims of today’s conflicts as of ‘the execrable sights’ of past wars.

As Dylan has been so much calmer recently I had little hesitation in taking him to see the poppies. My only concern was whether or not he would accept a change to the route we usually take through the park; Dylan has fixed ideas about this and The Wave had been installed on a bridge we don’t usually cross. The fact the other bridge was closed for construction work, however, helped me persuade Dylan to the poppy bridge with only a minor protest.

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You can tell Dylan loves the other bridge from the way he gazes at it when we visit. Although it was closed today, he stood for some time, transfixed.  I loved the way a rainbow appeared, suddenly, over his head.


Wilfrid Owen referred to the unburied bodies in No Man’s Land as ‘the most execrable sights on earth’ in a letter to his mother dated 19th January 1917.

2 thoughts on “Day 55: The Wave

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