Attack by Siegfried Sassoon

At dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun
In the wild purple of the glow’ring sun,
Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroud
The menacing scarred slope; and, one by one,
Tanks creep and topple forward to the wire.
The barrage roars and lifts. Then, clumsily bowed
With bombs and guns and shovels and battle-gear,
Men jostle and climb to, meet the bristling fire.
Lines of grey, muttering faces, masked with fear,
They leave their trenches, going over the top,
While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists,
And hope, with furtive eyes and grappling fists,
Flounders in mud. O Jesus, make it stop!

At 11:00 on 11th November 1918 the guns did, finally, fall silent. To mark this, and to show our respect for those that fought, and died, for the freedoms we have today, Cary 2000 will be setting off 100 bird scarers on Lodge Hill at 10:55 on Sunday 11th November. This will give us all a representation of just what it was like for our men in the trenches when ‘The War to end all Wars’ ended.
There will be several warnings over the next 10 days, published, online and via Cary Crier, so please let everyone know and ensure that animals are kept inside for these few minutes and that anyone who may be traumatised by the sounds has someone with them or is away from Cary.