Memorable Remembrance days
As a humble civvy I once attended the Remembrance service at the Kranji War Memorial in Singapore. It was very moving, with a pair of Gurkha pipers playing from atop the memorial. I couldn't help feeling sorry for the representative from the Japanese Embassy though, who had obviously drawn the short straw to attend. He didn't stay for the tea and sandwiches afterwards - probably something to do with the fact that most of the names on the memorial belong to men who had been captured and then fell under the 'care' of the Japanese.
On another occasion I was at a clay pigeon shooting ground on the North coast of Jersey. At the appointed hour the ground fell silent and we gazed out over the sea where so many perished. Standing on ground that had been occupied made it seem closer than from my usual place at a Sussex parish churchyard.