Remembering Those Who Served

At the Hilcote Arms, we hold a deep respect for those who have served our country. Join us as we remember and honour their

sacrifices.

 

Lest We Forget

1914-1918

1939-1945

And All Conflicts

WE WILL REMEMBER THEM

"Greater love has no man than this,that he lay down his life for a friend

John 15 verse 13

So they passed over all the trumpets sounded for them on the other side

 

A Pub Decorated With Respect

To show our respect, we decorate the pub with Union Flags, creating a visual reminder of the bravery and dedication of our armed forces.

A Solemn Start, A Respectful Celebration

The atmosphere at the Hilcote Arms during Remembrance events begins solemnly, transitioning into a respectful celebration of the lives and sacrifices made.

The Cornflower

The symbolism of the cornflower as with the poppy originates from the Great War.Cornflowers continued to grow in the ravaged earth and trenches of the great war and for “poilus”the french infantrymen they were a rare reminder of life out on the battlefield.After the war the flower became the French flower of remembrance

 

 

Cornflowers of france

Alphonse Bourgoin

1916

Here they are the litte

cornflowers,Cornflowers the

colour of the sky

Such pretty gay flowers

Who really are not shy

Step forward and be joyful

Leave my friends,goodbye!

Goodbye to you, little blues

Little cornflowers our hope is with you

Joining Together in Remembrance

All ex-service men and women are warmly welcomed to join us at The Hilcote Arms after the local church service on Remembrance Day, as we stand together to commemorate and honour those who have served.

 

Remember With Us

Join us at The Hilcote Arms as we remember and honour the brave men and women who have served. We offer a space for reflection and respectful celebration.

 

“In Flanders Fields”

John McCrae

1915

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