As I was passing through Box today my eye caught this front garden displaying a steam engine and I think some kind of press dressed in poppies.
My thoughts turned to those who gave their lives for our freedom (in WW1 in particular), who were bogged down in the trenches and forced to go over the top into no-man's land.
How soon they found they were 'hard pressed' to survive and soon ran 'out of steam'.
They deserve to be continually remembered from generation to generation..
