Highlighting futility of war

I trust I am writing on behalf of the very many people who, over the past two weeks, have attended a performance of “Towards Flodden” given by the recently-established Treading The Borders Theatre Company.

This locally-written play was no mere historical re-enactment. This was about more than the tragedy of Flodden.

Here was the horror and futility of all wars laid bare. The universal soldier, the weariness of the combatants, the position of women in time of war – they say farewell to their men and then they await their return, or not. And while they wait, they fear being abused by the victors.

Many will say that we already know all this, that we have heard it all before. But nations never learn and we need to keep hearing it. This play doesn’t hold back in the telling.

To watch the performance in Wauchope Hall, Yetholm, was especially poignant. On the wall beside me was the board with the names of the town’s First World War fallen – the pity of war for all to see.

My understanding is that there are plans to develop this production with a view to taking it to other parts of the country. I wish it well – this is a serious play from a seriously-good theatre company.

Malcolm Morrison

(Melrose Literary

Society president)

Brunton Park