26 April 2005

What did all that blood bring?

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Over the sonorous ANZAC weekend I am given cause to reflect what it brings me as an Australian.

It’s a frankfurt with melty cheese and bacon in pastry that my colleague informs me hikes cancer risk by 6700%. Bless you VIP Pies! Such an act of culinary evil was never so close to velvet on the tongue.

It’s dinner at a Turkish restaurant with fresh crispy Pide, special receipe hommus and Persian kebab sticks that feel like you are eating the meat equivalent of ice cream.

It’s a humbling stroll down ANZAC parade.

It’s memories of wearing late Uncle Stan’s medals as a teenager at 6 in the morning.

It’s the right to talk bullsh*t and argue semantics and pettiness all day long while some guy gets shot trying to watch the back of some Japanese guy, whom 60 years ago would have stuck him good with a bayonet. That our country has become so good is evident in that the only issues are petty ones and our maligned enemy becomes our firm friend.

Lest We Forget.

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JB, I’m willing to bed that NO-ONE would be happy with that!

So should the LurkerGal strip-tease be added to the offical programs?

I’m willing to bet more than a few of the glorious dead would be more than happy with that 😉

Agree with you Nik. Actually, it didn’t feel like a proper Dawn Service without standing their freezing your ass off. Kind of felt like we got off a bit too lightly.

I was in a t-shirt and I didn’t find it that cold. Anyway, getting up early and bearing a bit of the cold is a small sacrifice compared to that we were commemorating

Yeah well, I was in shirt and pants, i forgot that Canberra was cold in the morning this time of year. And you call me a girl.

Santa you big girl! I had to take my jacket, scarf AND my jumper off at the Dawn Service. It was the warmest one I ever remember. Usually it’s 2 pairs of socks, leggings under trackpants under jeans, 2 jumpers, an overcoat and a scarf!

March was great. RSL club was great. Can’t remember getting home!

I too, had a strange day wondering what all of this was good for, as my blog will attest. And by god it was cold at the dawn service. I hate early morning starts chasing crazy old wemen in wheel chairs.

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