On ANZAC Day, as the day dawned cold and bleak, we stood beneath the Australian and New Zealand flags flying at half-mast to remember those Australians and New Zealanders who lost their lives fighting in past wars, and those that are currently deployed in the service of their country fighting in foreign lands. We honour their sacrifice that allows us freedom to live full and happy lives, and to pursue dreams free of persecution and fear.
The ANZAC tradition that still ties us as brothers was obvious as we warmed inside with ‘gunfire’ coffee and a welcome cooked brunch of bacon, eggs, baked beans and Turkish bread.
That Aussie/Kiwi sibling rivalry came to the fore during a rather noisy game of 2-Up where our Davis money was lost and won in the blink of an eye. There could be only one winner and — no surprises — that was Goldie!
After matinee ANZAC movies and Leslie’s tasty ANZAC biscuits, we finished the day demolishing the fabulous barbecue prepared by slushy extraordinaire Vas along with plenty of help from the masses.