Wednesday, 19 August 2009
Today I took myself to the National Memorial Arboretum near Tamworth. I went to pay my respects, to see the names of the fallen since the Second World War.The names are engraved in April of the men and women of the forces who have died the previous year.
It was a place of peace, even though it's still being built around the periphery. There are memorials to all sorts of groups, from individual regiments, to groups like St Dunstans or TocH.
It made me think how else could I help my son, even though in the helping him runs the risk of his name being here.....
But honestly better there, than knifed in a fight, which is I think more likely than death in the forces right now.
Today I phoned the RAF up.
My son kept telling me they wouldn't have him now.
Not true, once he's been sentenced he has to go see them, and they will tell him how long he will have to wait as part of their rehabilitation programme before he can apply. He will not be long term be penalised by the RAF, once he has done whatever the courts dish out to him. They will accept him, obviously depending on all other things on his application being okay.
There is a future after all that is positive.
Picture is of a Memorial outside Ypress for the poet who fell there.