Had a great day at the National Memorial on Sat, meeting old friends, making new ones, and of course remembering all those who gave their lives in whatever role, to defeat terrorism. The weather was beautiful, the Arboretum looked splendid, and the journey was well worth it. I looked at all those mature men and women, some of whom had served continuously for much of the period (in the RUC and UDR for example), and thought; did we really come thought those fraught years, losing so many friends on the way? Will it have to be done again by our grandchildren just as it had to be done intermittently before 1969? Will someone else raise some vicious and bloody-minded propaganda to get it all going again? I hope not, but if it does no doubt others, just as courageous as the many names on the Memorial, will rise to the challenge.