I enjoyed my morning pulling up poppies. There are armies of volunteers - so we have made a good inroad into the work, and because of the recent heavy rain the moat is becoming very muddy and slippery. The poppies are on metal rods that are starting to rust, and trying to pull off the rubber fixings is slow work. I spent most of the time filling boxes with the ceramic flower heads, which have been sold. We agreed these look more like Tudor roses than poppies, and some of them are a shiny red but most are a rusty red. These are going back to ??Derby to be washed and put in presentation boxes. Some of us had to make up loads of boxes, some had to sort out 3 lengths of metal rod. These had to be bundled, which I think must be the worst job. We were supervised by a young female equivalent of Sergeant Wilson, awfully well-spoken but ... not an organizer by nature, and vague in the extreme. Maybe she has learned by now that every work party finds their own way of doing things and she lets them get on with it.
Some of the poppies have fallen over probably because of the rain and wind and some are damaged, and I think this makes them more moving really, because they are individual and fragile, and they fall down in the mud ... it will be a morass before they are all taken up.
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| this is what I was doing most of the time |
the volunteers were not all English - some were American and I also heard German spoken. Great, huh?
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