Isabel Graham, I'll miss you...
One hundred years ago yesterday, the armistice was signed for the Great War or 'war to end all wars'. Sadly, it wasn't. And Europe was soon dragging the rest of the world into war once again and today wars continue to rage over the planet between human beings.
This weekend also marked the end of the radio drama 'Home Front' which has seen four and a half years of bite-sized eleven-minute episodes peeking into the lives of those back in England who had no idea of just what was on the horizon.
It was a wonderful job being a part of such an honourable and impressive dramatic undertaking and I've learnt so much over that time about what it was like to be a woman in early twentieth century Britain, ways in which the horrors of war brought about fundamental changes in all walks of life and how very little was known outside of your own community, for most people.
This is probably the greatest change of all. If that commonly recited line 'knowledge is power' is true, then in this age of instant news, easily found facts and endless shared experiences, we should be, as individuals, living at our most knowledgeable and powerful time in history to date.
So what do humans do to capitalise on this gift? We create fake news, fake experiences and fake feelings to suit our mood, to influence others and promote our own interests. It is going to be interesting, if not easy to see where we will go from here.
As for me, I've decided to read a heartfelt, emotional poem from a man who died at the age of 27, not as a direct result of the war, although he was on his way to another battlefield, but from an insect bite at sea: 'The Soldier' by Rupert Brooke. Perhaps poetry will become the last refuge for true feelings in the future, as why would you write a fake poem? In fact, can you write a fake poem? Poems are all about feelings and making the reader feel. If those feelings are fake, what's left...