It is hard not to feel anger and sorrow while reading 'Fromelles: Our Darkest Day'. Anger at the senior British command behind the decisions that led to this battle, and sorrow at the loss of life and living hell so many soldiers experienced in the trenches and no-man's land of Fromelles. Anger too at the lies and obfuscation that were told and promoted by the command after the battle.
But, there is a sense of hope too in those people who have spent so much energy in trying to reveal the truth of the battle and bring human stories to the horrific numbers associated with this battle and WW1 overall.
The story of the 'fight' to bring closure to the families of those whose relatives were lost and missing from the battle brings the book into the current time and reminds us that the past is very much a part of the present and we should never forget those who have gone before.
Thanks to Goodreads and Hardie Grant for the opportunity to read this book, whilst my own relatives, were not, to my knowledge at this battle, two of my great Uncles (brothers) died in WWI, one at Gallipoli and one, a month prior to the battle at Fromelles in France, and in a melancholy way this book brought me closer to them.