Today I went to a meeting on Fleet Street, a little early, I wondered in to St Bride’s Church and the peaceful calm of the church was wonderful after the madness outside. St Bride’s was designed by Sir Christopher Wren in 1672, although people have been worshiping on the site since the 7th century – the interior was destroyed during the Blitz and rebuilt in the ’40s. It is a beautiful building and famous for its spire, on the back arched walls are 4 banners made by the congregation to commemorate those lost from the Church & Parish in WW1.
I have been listening to Home Front on the BBC every day by podcast and with other exhibitions on, including The Imperial War museum commemorating the 70th centenary of the Great War. Seeing the banners today in the quiet contemplation of St Brides it was made very real and moving. Michael Morpurgo’s War Horse (as many of his brilliant books) made me cry, the book, film and play are extraordinarily brilliant and moving and bring the horror of war so close. Tomorrow I am visiting the Tower of London to see the poppy’s. It is so important we remember their sacrifice.