Anzac Day

So yesterday was Anzac day, and a bank holiday over here. It feels very weird to have a bank holiday in the middle of the week (although when you're a lady of leisure like me then every day is a bank holiday!). We went out for a few scoops on Tuesday night, and decided that we would go to the dawn service at the war memorial, which is just down the road.

So up we got at 4am, feeling a little bleary, and not quite sure what to expect. For some reason I don't think either of us thought it would be a very big deal, but we left the apartments to join a massive stream of people heading towards the memorial. There must have been a couple of thousand people there - it was amazing. I can't even begin to imagine the turnout at dawn on an autumn bank holiday morning for a memorial service at home, but I can tell you Brisbane turned out very well indeed. The service started at 4.28 because that was when the Aussies landed at Gallipoli, and it was a really moving service. It was really nice to see such a massive effort for remembrance, even all these years on. Got a bit of a lump in my throat.

Not a lot of news really. We move into our apartment tomorrow, and I don't know when we'll get set up with internet access so this might be my last blog for a little bit. Tomorrow night we're going to the moonlight wine tasting which should be very nice - Stu won some tickets through some quiz thingy at work. We're both looking forward to it - I'm sure by that point the novelty of living in an apartment with no furniture or telly will have well and truly worn off, so some wine will be a very welcome distraction.

Anyway best go and get on with my chores for the afternoon. Expect a big update whenever I next get back onto the interweb!

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