Man was down at my place this weekend (he calls it his country retreat) and I had promised him a weekend of places that he was interested in for once, rather than coercing him into accompanying my to churches and ruined castles.
And we did do that, no, honestly we did, but I still managed to persuade him to take a little detour to Aldershot Military Cemetery.
I was looking for the grave of aviation pioneer Samuel Cody, having seen photographs of the memorial procession through the streets of Aldershot and Farnborough 100 years ago.
I found the memorial quite quickly (it’s the big one with the statue).
But then I was struck by the beautiful setting of this military cemetery.
Set on a hill and tucked away in the Military Town, many fallen servicemen rest here. Soldiers, airmen, early aviation pioneers are buried in the peace and tranquility of a beautifully tended garden.
Some of their relatives’s graves are also here, military wives and children.
Many of the soldiers’ headstones bore their regimental badges, and there was a whole swathe of white headstones with maple leaves engraved on them, soldiers buried on a foreign shore.
I always find cemeteries and graveyards interesting and poignant but military ones especially so.
Here lie heroes.