At the tolling of the bell at 11.30AM, Woodfordia, and all who are held within, fall silent. Faces are bathed in the golden glow of hand-held candles. It is at this time that we wrap our loved once in our mind’s embrace, and reflect on our journeys, past, present and future. We take a moment to pay our respects to our absent friends and cast our minds to what mysteries the future may hold.