Shepton Mallet fell silent this morning as the town came together to honour those who gave their lives in service to their country.

From early on, people began gathering at the Cenotaph, where poppies glowed bright against grey coats and uniforms. Veterans, families, children, and local groups stood side by side, their breath visible in the cool November air as the parade, led by Parade Marshal Andy Neal, assembled with quiet precision.

The sound of boots on tarmac echoed down the High Street as the procession came to a halt before the memorial. Reverend Jonathan Hunter-Dunn, Honorary Branch Chaplain, led the multi-faith service — his words carrying across the crowd as wreaths were laid by representatives of schools, community organisations, and emergency services.

At exactly 11am, the town fell completely still. No cars moved, no voices spoke. Heads bowed. Eyes closed. And for two minutes, time seemed to hold its breath and remember.

When the bugler sounded the Last Post, emotion rippled through the gathered crowd. Some wiped away tears. Others stood stiffly, medals glinting while young children clutched paper poppies.

After the service, the parade made its way to St Peter and St Paul Church, where hymns and prayers continued the act of remembrance. The sense of unity was unmistakable — a community joined not by rank or title, but by respect.



For a brief moment, amid the rhythm of daily life, Shepton Mallet stood as one — remembering those who served, those who fell, and those who still carry the weight of remembrance in their hearts.