My husband and I were walking our dog along the Western Cleddau in Haverfordwest, Pembrokeshire, last week and came across this seat. In fact, there were two seats: one commemorating the 1914-1918 war and one commemorating the 1939-1945 war. We took time to sit on each of these seats and spent a while watching the swans and coots swimming around and a big old cormorant drying his wings on top of a marker post. The river is tidal here, so there were muddy flats at the water’s edge, but it being a hot day and the river not running fast, we let our little rescue dog have a paddle to cool off, before walking on to explore the church at Uzmaston.
Ever having an eye to promoting my books, and having written a novel set in each war, we took snaps of the benches. My generation, who have known and loved members of our families who fought in both wars, will never forget them, the sacrifices they made, or the impact they made on our lives. But the generation coming up now didn’t know them, they mean nothing to them, and it’s for them I wrote The Dandelion Clock, a story inspired by my grandparents’ experiences in England and Egypt during the Great War. I hope in this way to keep alive some memory of them, to bring the time in which they lived to a new generation, and to record their lives, their fears, their hopes, and their dreams.
The Dandelion Clock will be published later in 2018 to commemorate the 100th anniversary of the end of World War One on 11th November 1918. Follow me for pre-release news!