In the

couple of hours I spent selling poppies this morning (Mrs E is doing days more than hours, as well as Organising) I met: 
a veteran of the Blues and Royals, with whom I share a mutual friend, D.G.;
a lady who started selling poppies in 1940, and whose grandson in now the RBL Standard Bearer for their village; 
the niece of Uncle Stan who used to man the stand in Morrison's doorway;
and a charming lady who wanted to take me home with her.
Naturally I made my excuses and stayed. 

Thanks to T. for the Imps special pin.