I'm glad I'm not the only one not out standing on my doorstep this morning. I normally buy my poppy and wear it with pride and observe the silence, but this year I had such a visceral negative reaction to the thought of standing on my doorstep, that it surprised me.
I think maybe it's what feels like the cult of being seen to do the right thing - before non church goers have managed to be silent without having to demonstrate their silence. But it's obviously meant as a nice gesture of solidarity, so I feel guilty about my less than noble thoughts.