Today we remembered the fallen and the walking wounded who sacrificed so much for our country.
We see the sun rise at Gallipoli and hear the haunting lone bugler and think of those so young and so brave who fought on foreign soil and never made it home.
Next year will mark the 100th ANNIVERSARY of the landing at Gallipoli..time has marched on.
We wear red poppies or badges we wear Rosemary for rememberance and we watch as the surviving soldiers become less each year.
I thank my grandfather who fought in Egypt and returned home to a new country Australia so foreign to the lushness of Wales..he married my grandma a lass who during the war drove trams in Scotland and came to live with him in this harsh country of Australia..not so far from where I now live.
Thankyou to those who at such a young age bravely fought to allow me the freedom to express myself in this great country.
Lest we forget.