Poppies are my favourite flowers, I'm geekily interested in things related to world wars one and two, and I'm a sentimental sap about Remembrance Day, so I generally can't resist the temptation to wear my poppy dress on the 11th November. This is it:
As you can see, it's a shade too short and too see-through to be worn as a dress by itself, so I wear it over trousers. Well I always wear it over trousers, and I don't really like wearing trousers all that much, and I actually wore trousers yesterday and all in all it just wasn't working for me and I decided to rifle through my wardrobe and see what could be done about it.
On another note, I'm a total trendsetter. All the little girls in Year 1 now insist on wearing their poppies in their hair like Miss Hamer instead of masking-taped to their jumpers like everyone else.
So. There was my completely frivolous remembrance tribute. Must remember to observe my minute's silence at 11pm tonight (does it count if you're asleep?), since I think I was jabbering on about the oa phoneme and the ai phoneme and the ng phoneme at 11 o'clock this morning.
When You Go Home, Tell Them Of Us And Say,
For Their Tomorrow, We Gave Our Today