Your photos of the Battle of Britain ceremony at the Cenotaph reminded me of one of AP Herbert’s war poems.
“These are the boys of whom we said,
They are not what their fathers were,
They have no heart and little head,
They slouch and do not cut their hair.
Yet these like falcons live and die
These every night bring new renown
And while we heave a gentle sigh
They shoot a brace of bombers down”
It was published in the Sunday Graphic in 1940
I remember that he also wrote one on The Knights of Arnhem, but I regret I do not have a copy of it or any of his others.
However, I do remember the above