The tours in your coach for half a day or the whole day : |
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The 1st World War, on the trails of remembrance, the symbols, the memory in cemeteries (French, German, British and Commonwealth), on memorials (Menin Gate in Ypres, monuments in Lille), trenches in Flanders and daily life of a soldier, weapons and the terrible wounds soldiers had to endure, dressing stations and mobile hospitals, the part played by the voluntary nurses and stretcher-bearers, caves, deep-dug shelters, friendship and hate, war poets and drawers or painters…Lest we should forget
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« Les voici les p’tits « Bleuets », Les Bleuets couleur des cieux Ils vont jolis, gais et coquets, Car ils n’ont pas froid aux yeux. En avant partez joyeux ; Partez, amis, au revoir ! Salut à vous, les petits « bleus », Petits « bleuets », vous notre espoir ! » ALPHONSE BOURGOIN « BLEUETS DE FRANCE », CHANSONS ET POÈMES DE GUERRE, 1916. |
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row That mark our place ; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the dead. Short days ago, We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved and now we lie In Flanders fields Take up our quarrel with the foe : To you, from failing hands, we throw The torch ; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields Lt.-Col. JOHN McCRAE, 1915 |