I fell in love the poppies and the strength of passion behind the making and displaying them.
I brought one in memory of my grandpa (GGP). He was my best friend.
He never spoke of his time in the army or the war or even being a P.O.W. but through stories we have had snips off a poppy is a tiny gesture to show him, and so many others, that we love them, honour them and still think about them daily.