Lest We Forget

I don't know if this is the right place or time to post this information but here goes.....Some of you may remember a place called South Armagh?Over the last number of years I have had cause to move around this pleasant piece of earth. During these journeys I have noticed many memorials to members of the Republican Cause, and I got thinking as we pull out and peace prevails 'What about our mates, what about those that gave the ultimate gift to peace, how do we remember them?' So I thought long and hard, finally writing to a Dutch Poppy Seed company from whom I puchased a steady supply of Flaunders Poppy Seeds. Now these things once sown, grow large and lush, and are very hard to remove. I then consulted records locating each place our mates fell. Over a 10 month period each sight was seeded. In the near future I hope to see a flash of red in the haze of green 'Least We Forget'
regards to all Tlief

Perhaps a nice little map would be good, so that people can appreciate what you've done.
What a great man you are. Please keep us posted of the results.



War Hero
Excellent work.

Just as a matter of interest, the gummint has said that battle sites in Ireland (William of Orange etc.) will be protected from development.


Cracking job mate - well done. Yes some kind of map would be useful. I'm planning to go back this year to take a look at some of the old places and would look in on some of the lads.

Incedently there is a book due out soon of photos of a lot of the bases and sangers from NI which should be called something like Modern Castles or something.
For the Fallen

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill: Death August and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres.
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted:
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the starts that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end they remain.

September 1914
Laurence Binyon (1869-1943)


You sir, are a selfless, compassionate member of this race. Good on yer !!
Just out of Interest, how many sites have you seeded?
Hello all, Thanks for the comments....as for the map! Yep there is one I'm now working on getting a copy of it, maybe even the original! As it is probably the only complete record of all the exact locations,.....Have to 'wait out' on that one, regards


War Hero

Run for parliament mate. You would get my vote!



Cracking job mate! Visit the out-laws off and on over there, will be looking out for the poppies. :thumright:


Cracking job mate! Visit the out-laws off and on over there, will be looking out for the poppies. :thumright:


War Hero
Wonderful stuff! :thumright:

I feel that you are doing sound work. I hope that those who fell in the conflict will never be forgotten.


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