Back in seventies, when I was a kid, the WW2 seemed like ancient history. But for the people I shared the cenotaph with at that time... it must have seemed like yesterday... it was less than 30 years previous... and I now have that perspective myself.
When I think about it, I've probably gone to more effort to mark this event than almost any other annual event. Now in my late forties... I've a feeling I missed a couple somewhere down the years. But even though I have no family connection to the armed forces, I always want to be there. And in years when the weather is bad, it seems more poignant still.