Eighty years ago in 1945, World War Two juddered to a stop. It had begun in September 1939 and initially everyone had thought it would be over by that Christmas.

This September we are creating a weekend to commemorate: to stop, to remember and to raise money for those who serve and those who save today. During the war, Highclere Castle was a home for evacuee children from north London. They were not much more than toddlers as they were only 3 – 5 years old and I often try to imagine how their families coped with letting their children leave them to go and live in an unknown place  somewhere in the countryside.

Equally can you imagine being the little child arriving looking up at a huge unfamiliar house filled with strangers? It would have been a long journey to get here and without doubt they would have been hungry …. first stop tea.

There are so many Highclere wartime stories. Some are highly entertaining such as the tales of the Canadian troops camping in various woods and practising their reconnaissance skills. They always seemed to get lost and drove through fences rather than gates and were really just young men trying to drive tanks for the first time. Meanwhile the Highclere Home Guard (Dad’s Army), armed with ancient rifles, trained to defend Britain knowing they would be  the last resort.

From the summer of 1940 onwards, the Norwegian Royal family arrived to stay with friends just 4 miles away whilst at Highclere and elsewhere the Land Girls learned how to drive tractors, grow vegetables and look after animals. Young men became pilots and practised their skills in the skies high above the Castle, swooping down to pull up on the practise bombing run in the valley to the south. Later in the war, the American GIs arrived and were based nearby at Greenham Common.

All the news was blacked out as was all light during the war years. Rations were soon brought in along with National Identity cards. Everyone was in the trenches together.

Eighty years later, it is the re-enactors who will set up camp on the lawns around the Castle, bringing old jeeps and a sense of past life. The Red Devils will parachute in each day and there will be a chance to enjoy a number of short talks in the East Lawn Tent. Learn to play croquet and both watch and show your best steps with the vintage dancers whilst Alex Mendham’s’ band sets the mood!

Luis will be hard at work creating new cocktails and bringing back old favourites and we hope our visitors will be hard at work tasting them. With activities for children, the Military Wives Choir, singers and authors to meet, planes in the air and food to enjoy from the beginning to the end of the day, it will be a weekend to remember. Our parents and grandparents in many countries fought for democracy and peace. Many died. Thank you.

As the months progress, we will update you with guests you might wish to meet and more news of what we are curating.

VE Day 1945 was a day of dance, song and celebrations but from the horrors of the war, our parents and grandparents created various forums and organisations seeking to prevent another war on such an awful, uncaring scale. I wonder what their hopes and dreams might have been and what have we done with them?