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Hi All,
I've had a contrasting two Anzac days over the past two years.
Last year was spent in Kandahar with the men and women of the ADF, the dawn service was a solemn affair with only a few speeches, but for the most part conducted by the Padre so it was a bit more religious than was expected. Afterwards there was the obligatory two-up and then settled in to watching the Anzac day AFL game. I got a care package made by a primary school grade which contained Anzac bickies, some pictures the kids had made (which I still have), vegemite and some other stuff. I emailed the school later one to thank them. After that was finished I think I went back to work (or at least checked to see if any work had come in). The ADF guys spent a good proportion of their day on social media catching up with their home unit and their commemorations.
This year was a dawn service near home, again a solemn affair, but with speeches from a local politician and a short benediction from a local religious person. The national anthems were sung by a local primary school choir. After this we had breakfast and settled in to watch the Anzac day march (and in my wife's case, catch up on some sleep). I then attended the Anzac day AFL game, had some beers, watched the wrong team win and took the train home. If I had been in Sydney I would have attended the home unit's commemorations with some of the guys I was deployed with, but I'm in Melbourne so that's not an option.
I was going to answer some of Bert's insulting and ill-informed commentary, but I have learned from past experience that this will get the thread locked. I thought I'd just share a contrasting view of Anzac day.
Lest We Forget.
Stuart
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