Because both Armistice Day and Rememberance Sunday were today, we had the morning communion service shifted so that it ended just before 11am. It was quite amazing to see the doors open and a stream of students come in silently to join the unusually-large congregation for the two minutes' silence. Then in the evening we sang Faure's Requiem liturgically and the names of the college's fallen were read. It takes more than ten minutes and it was very, very hard to sing the beautiful setting of For the Fallen immediately afterwards. My friend, who has perfect pitch and therefore was acting as a human tuning fork, took almost a minute before she was able to give us the note, because she was crying. I was holding it together until we reached a boy with my brother's first name and I realised that they would probably have been his age when they died.