I bought a poppy in memory of my great uncle Edwin William Collins who at the age of 26 was killed on 2nd August 1918 during an air raid in France. He was a stretcher bearer and was probably in the middle of rescuing other injured soldiers. I was one of the volunteers who dismantled the poppies at the Tower of London. On that day it poured with rain and was very muddy which seemed very apt. The poppy sits in a vase with some silk flowers in my sitting room and is a constant reminder of the sacrifice these young men and women made for our freedom.