I took an elderly ex-service lady to a rural war memorial yesterday as both of us to wanted observe the two minutes silence away from the crowds. The memorial is situated on a grass island at the junction of two fairly busy B roads & during this period of silence & reflection a good few road users, in both cars & on bicycles, drove past apparently totally disinterested in showing any respect. Why is it that so many people cannot spare two minutes out of a whole year? I am undecided whether to feel anger or sorrow for them. Watching the footage of the Cenotaph parade on the evening news partially restored my faith in human nature.