By the way – Today is National Armed Forces day in the United Kingdom, so this story is dedicated to that cause. If I ever make any money from this story in the future, it will be donated to the Royal British Legion.
Poppies and Soap Boxes.
Two men were sitting in the public lounge of their local pub. It was Thursday evening and they had just finished their work for the day and both fancied a pint before heading home.
The two men were of similar ages, in their thirties and were both wearing suits and had removed their ties. They worked together in the same office and walked past the same pub on their way home, but they didn’t really know each other that well.
As they were sitting there, a man came in to the pub selling paper poppies for the Poppy appeal in support of the Royal British Legion.
Keith put his hand in his pocket and gave the man a Five pound note for which he received a poppy and a smile from the old veteran selling them.
Mike, on the other hand did not buy a poppy and the old veteran moved on to another table.
“I don’t know why they still sell those things. The War was sixty years ago. I don’t hold with all that patriotic nonsense. I mean, it was just a fluke we were born here instead of, say, Borneo.”