Lest we forget

Driving through the Village I came across these knitted poppies that had been arranged on a bush and bench.  Next to it (extra blip) were strips of laminated paper, each giving the name and a short history of every resident in Prestwood who had died in WW1, their regiment or military arm, and the cemetery they are buried in.

No memorial, just on a bush and a tree.  We will never forget.