As the nation remembered its fallen, the Princess of Wales stood there wordless, yet speaking volumes.
Whitehall was already holding its breath. The chill settled over the Cenotaph just after dawn, the kind of grey London morning that seems built for remembrance. Veterans lined the barriers in berets and medals; their families stood two deep behind them, fingers wrapped around paper poppies that had been pinned and re-pinned since breakfast. Police … Read more
