I attended the York City game on Saturday and stood silently with the crowd in memory of our fallen war dead.

It always makes me proud to be a football supporter when total silence falls on the crowd. Sometimes broken by the odd sounds of someone just arriving through the turnstiles, only to fall silent again as they realise what is happening.

These are the same ordinary kind of people who served their country in those wars. Good caring people, who know what is right and who try to do the right thing.

Today four more of our youngest and best have lost their lives, fighting on our behalf. Sad to think that, apart from one year, we have been fighting somewhere ever since World War Two.

It makes you wonder sometimes if it's us!