What a sobering privilege it is to share my birthday with the day on which we remember the very reason that my parents were free to conceive me, that I’m free to live my life as I damn well please, and that I’ll one day be free to have a family of my own.
There’s so much that could be said on why those who paid the ultimate sacrifice for each and every one of us matter now more than ever, but a look around the world at any point in the last five or so years will tell you more than I ever could.
Let me say instead that I’m grateful every day to live in a country where we can sleep soundly at night, because there still exist people willing to lay down their lives, should the need arise, to defend our freedoms both at home and abroad.
There’ll always be an England. 🏴