Twenty-five years ago, when they moved the bank holiday for the 50th Anniversary (but the 8th was a Monday so far less confusing), I was morris dancing at a village fete. Said fete was an annual affair, and the team had been several times before, but this time they had a little commemorative bit at the start of the event. A standard bearer from the British Legion, a two minutes silence, there may have been Last Post. I remember feeling it was all a bit odd and out of place back then. It would be even weirder now.