This was one of two plaques given to my husband's family in 1919 to mark the death of their two oldest sons during the Great War. It was the first time a British government acknowledged in this way, the sacrifice made by ordinary people. Peter Alexander Roy died of the Spanish flu at Invergordon Naval Hospital, having survived many dangers at Scapa Flow, ferrying ammunition out to ships anchored there. He was from Glasgow. He was only 29. I think of him every Remembrance Sunday.This object, along with the accompanying scroll, and a letter he wrote to his father in 1914 when his ship took a German cargo into Durban as a prize of war, reminds me of a world event, but personalises it. My husband and son are both called Peter Roy. I find it a very poignant reminder of all the millions of lives that were lost.