Yesterday, On Armistice Day,
We remebered that at this moment in time, across the world, there are the wounded and the dead being bought home to their families, after fighting for Queen and Country.
On this day, we said goodbye to one of our bravest soldiers,
a very special soldier of his own making,
one who had battled a personal invasion,
and fought every day for 3 years to win his own war.
The enemy was strong......too strong,
for all the ammunition fired at it, the enemy was relentless in it's advancement,
this army fought against our brave soldier, till he could defend himself no more.
May our soldier, who was so brave, go now to rest,
knowing that he gave his all,
and we can ask no more than he now be at peace.
God bless and sleep well.
Bradley's funeral took place yesterday, above is a tribute I wrote and was read out beautifully by my Sister Claire.
The day was a good day in the scheme of things, solemn and respectful where needed, but jubilant and celebratory in the nature our Bradley would have appreciated.
The church was filled with the sound of singing and everyone commented on the choice of the songs played in Bradley's memory and the hymns which were enjoyed by all.
Everyone respected Bradley's wishes for the day to be colourful and rugby fuelled, this was also evident in the fundraising efforts which included an Auction of one of Bradley's signed Wasps rugby balls which along with a balloon release raised an awesome amount in excess of £1500 for the Bone Cancer Research Trust.
I would like to thank everyone for the wonderful flowers, most of course reproduced in his rugby colours.
I would also like to give a huge thanks to everyone in Abbots Ripton who dug deep into their hearts and gave Bradley a fantastic reception, and made sure that everyone had a nice hot meal after a cold afternoon and we as a family all thank you sincerely.