Battlefield walk ends (and starts) in tears
I used to live more or less on the battlefield of Waterloo and read a lot of books about it. One weekend we had a load of friends and relations visiting so as part of the weekend's entertainments I offered to give them a tour of the battlefield with commentary about the various locations. We started off at the Hougoumont farm and I told the story of its defence, including how a load of Frenchies had got inside the courtyard but the gates were closed behind them, and all the Frogs were killed apart from a little drummer boy. At this point I found myself overcome with emotion and burst into tears in front of the 20 or so guests. The rest of the tour I started blubbing at every single mention of an injured or killed soldier. So that was a happy couple of hours.
(Smale is stuffed, Fri 8 Aug 2014, 10:31, 2 replies)

First world war cemeteries in France have a strong effect on me.
Walking past endless rows of headstones marked 'Unknown'.
(Baggenfrock get fucked, Fri 8 Aug 2014, 11:06, closed)

The Unknown's were once a very powerful family in Northern Europe
They had estates and castles, and led a huge empire. They were very nearly wiped out in the war but the name is immemorial
(Bonzodog29 is an unemployed sponge of the worst kind, Fri 8 Aug 2014, 13:56, closed)