
Build a bank of memories to look back on.
Reflections of times past can help pull you through the dark times.
Keep those memories to warm you when times are tough.

Build a bank of memories to look back on.
Reflections of times past can help pull you through the dark times.
Keep those memories to warm you when times are tough.

You may feel small, adrift in the whirlwind of madness that is twenty-first century living.
But be reassured that even the smallest of droplets of water nurtures the hardiest of plants.
We may all be small, but we are no less important for it.


Others may see you as strong, but you may not always feel that way.
Putting up barriers will stop people seeing the real you, but that also prevents them from helping where they can.
There is nothing wrong with frailty; it is not a weakness.
You don’t always have to put on a brave face.

Only when your body is nourished can your mind flourish.
Look after your physical wellbeing and your mental capacity will follow suit.
You are a biological engine, and that needs lubrication.

Summer dawns and fades quickly as time passes by.
Cherish the memories you earned during the warmer months, because they are what will keep you going when winter rears its cold, dark head.
Let your memories be the light that draws you through.

It is always good to look at things with different perspective.
You can find elements you hadn’t noticed before, and bring a new beauty to a that which you take for granted.
Put down your phone and look around you with a fresh pair of eyes.

We are all nourished by different things.
You can feed your body from wherever you wish, but be sure to nurture your mind and soul as well.
If you don’t sustain your mind and soul, your body is but a hush, no matter what you feed it.

There are many hurdles to be overcome.
But sometimes the scariest of challenges can bring the brightest of surprises.
Enjoy the moment.

Don’t rise to arguments.
Respect others beliefs, even if they go against your own.
When a battle ensues, take a step back, remain objective and find peace.
Your inner calm will see you through.

Born in 1871, Thomas Daines was one of fourteen children. His parents, Charles and Sarah, worked on a farm a few miles from Halstead in Essex.
After leaving school, Thomas followed in his father’s footsteps and, by the time of the 1891 census was also listed as an agricultural labourer. He married Kate Rawlinson in the spring of 1893, and they had two children – Matilda and Lewis – before relocating to South East London in around 1898.
The reason for the move was, more than like, job opportunities, and Thomas was soon working at the Royal Arsenal in Woolwich.
Settling into their new city life, Thomas and Kate had five further children: Annie, Thomas, Alfred, Charles and Beatrice. Thomas continued as a labourer, before enlisting in the army within three months of war being declared in October 1914.
Sadly, Private Daines’ service was not be be a long one. Having suffered a bout of influenza, Thomas was admitted to a Red Cross Hospital in Sherborne, Dorset. He died of pneumonia on 22nd February 2015.
Private Thomas Daines lies at peace in the Sherborne Cemetery.
As a sad aside to Thomas and Kate’s story, their eldest son, Lewis, enlisted in the 16th Battalion of the Lancashire Fusiliers. He fought on the Western Front, and was killed in action in Pozières on 26th March 1918.
The Great War had claimed father and son.
For the stories of more of the fallen from the Great War, take a look at my Commonwealth War Graves page.
Commemorating the fallen of the First World War who are buried in the United Kingdom.
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