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25 April - ANZAC Day

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Joy Report 8 Apr 2010 21:40



Joy Report 8 Apr 2010 21:41

Please note:
The timing of the Wreath Laying Service and Commemorative Service at Westminster Abbey will be earlier in 2010 than in previous years. This is due to the London Marathon occurring on the same day.

This year the main service will take place at the New Zealand Memorial which is diagonally opposite the Australian War Memorial. Following the service, wreaths will be laid at the Australian War Memorial. This service is open to the public, is a non-ticket event and lasts approx 40mins.

The High Commissioners for Australia and New Zealand lay the first wreaths at 8.00am, followed by representatives of other countries. This is a non-ticket event. Please carry photo ID for security checks and arrival before 7.30am is recommended. This service will conclude at approx 8.10am, allowing time for the short walk to Westminster Abbey.

Ex-servicemen and women are welcome to join the parade. Please use the Online Booking Form for entry tickets and joining instructions.

Complimentary tickets are required to attend this service and can be obtained from the Australian High Commission. You can apply using the Online Booking Form. Tickets are restricted to four individuals per application. Please state the full name and address of each applicant; details of photo ID (i.e. passport or driving licence) which will need to be produced at the Service and UK postal address for the forwarding of tickets. Tickets will not be posted until April 2010.

The Abbey have requested that all attendees be seated by 8.30am. Security screening will be in operation at Westminster Abbey so you are requested keep bags to an absolute minimum. The service lasts approx one hour.


JaneyCanuck Report 8 Apr 2010 21:48

Will you all be listening to Eric Bogle?

I would if I could ever find the tape I bought years ago.

Youtube will do:

There are some very interesting comments to that video, including from present-day Turks.


Joy Report 16 Apr 2010 16:24

Thank you :-)

Rambling Rose

Rambling Rose Report 16 Apr 2010 16:26

Mwahh to Janey for the mention of Eric Bogle :))) 'And the band played Waltzing Matilda' Eric Bogle

When I was a young man I carried me pack
And I lived the free life of the rover
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in 1915 my country said: Son,
It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war

And the band played Waltzing Matilda
When the ship pulled away from the quay
And amid all the tears, flag waving and cheers
We sailed off for Gallipoli

It well I remember that terrible day
When our blood stained the sand and the water
And how in that hell they call Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk, he was ready, he primed himself well
He rained us with bullets, and he showered us with shell
And in five minutes flat, we were all blown to hell
He nearly blew us back home to Australia

And the band played Waltzing Matilda
When we stopped to bury our slain
Well we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
Then it started all over again

Oh those that were living just tried to survive
In that mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
While around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head
And when I awoke in me hospital bed
And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead
I never knew there was worse things than dying

Oh no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda
All around the green bush far and near
For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs both legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me

They collected the wounded, the crippled, the maimed
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The armless, the legless, the blind and the insane
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And when the ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And thank Christ there was no one there waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity

And the Band played Waltzing Matilda
When they carried us down the gangway
Oh nobody cheered, they just stood there and stared
Then they turned all their faces away

Now every April I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Renewing their dreams of past glories
I see the old men all tired, stiff and worn
Those weary old heroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask "What are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question

And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men still answer the call
But year after year, their numbers get fewer
Someday, no one will march there at all

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the billabong
So who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?

and to round it off

'The Green Field of France' same writer


JaneyCanuck Report 17 Apr 2010 16:44

Joy - maybe you could email management and ask them to pin this thread for the next week - to replace Mr. Babcock's thread, which I have actually asked them to allow to become part of history like him now.

It would be more likely to catch the eye of friends down under then maybe, and I know I'd be very interested in their thoughts. Their Gallipoli and our (Canadian) Vimy serve similar purposes in our histories I think, as defining moments, but ours doesn't evoke the bitterness that Gallipoli does (not that all of the lives wasted, and land laid waste to in that war, shouldn't).


Joy Report 19 Apr 2010 08:45

Have sent a request.

~~~Secret Red ^^ Squirrel~~~  **007 1/2**

~~~Secret Red ^^ Squirrel~~~ **007 1/2** Report 19 Apr 2010 18:28

Thanks Joy for posting this.


JaneyCanuck Report 19 Apr 2010 18:49

This is the quotation from Ataturk that several people referred to in comments on the youtuve video of "Waltzing Matilda":ürk_Memorial,_Canberra

In 1985, seventy years after the Gallipoli campaign, the Turkish Government recognized the name "Anzac Cove" for the place on the peninsula where the Australian and New Zealand troops landed on 25 April 1915.

In return for this gesture, the Australian Government established the memorial garden, around the Kemal Atatürk Memorial, that honours the heroism and self-sacrifice of the Turkish and ANZAC soldiers who took part in that bitterly fought campaign. This is the only memorial to an enemy commander on Anzac Parade.

The memorial consists of a crescent shaped wall on a circular paved area. The form of the wall reflects the crescent moon and five-pointed star of the Turkish flag. In the centre of the memorial is a time capsule containing soil from the battlefields of Gallipoli. It was designed originally by architecture firm PDCM.

Centrally located in the wall is a bronze likeness of Atatürk - a gift of the Turkish government by Turkish sculptor Hüseyin Gezer. The inscription, written by Atatürk, pays tribute to the ANZACs and reflects his understanding of the cost of war:

"Those heroes that shed their blood and lost their lives... you are now lying in the soil of a friendly country. Therefore rest in peace. There is no difference between the Johnnies and the Mehmets to us where they lie side by side here in this country of ours... You the mothers who sent their sons from far away countries wipe away your tears. Your sons are now lying in our bosom and are in peace. Having lost their lives on this land they have become our sons as well."

Surrounding the memorial are pine trees Pinus halepensis grown from seed collected from the Gallipoli "lone pine".


SueMaid Report 19 Apr 2010 22:07

When my son joined the Army when he was only 18 this song would break my heart.

Mum and Dad and Denny saw the passing out parade at Puckapunyal
(1t was long march from cadets).
The sixth battalion was the next to tour and It was me who drew the card.
We did Canungra and Shoalwater before we left.

Chorus I:
And Townsville lined the footpath as we marched down to the quay.
This clipping from the paper shows us young and strong and clean.
And there's me in my slouch hat with my SLR and greens.
God help me, I was only nineteen.

From Vung Tau riding Chinooks to the dust at Nui Dat,
I'd been in and out of choppers now for months.
But we made our tents a home. V.B. and pinups on the lockers,
And an Asian orange sunset through the scrub.

Chorus 2:
And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?
And night time's just a jungle dark and a barking M.16?
And what's this rash that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?
God help me, I was only nineteen.

A four week operation, when each step can mean your last one
On two legs: it was a war within yourself.
But you wouldn't let your mates down 'til they had you dusted off,
So you closed your eyes and thought about something else.

Chorus 3:
Then someone yelled out "Contact"', and the bloke behind me swore.
We hooked in there for hours, then a God almighty roar.
Frankie kicked a mine the day that mankind kicked the moon.
God help me, he was going home in June.

1 can still see Frankie, drinking tinnies in the Grand Hotel
On a thirty-six hour rec. leave in Vung Tau.
And I can still hear Frankie, lying screaming in the jungle.
'Till the morphine came and killed the bloody row

Chorus 4:
And the Anzac legends didn't mention mud and blood and tears.
And stories that my father told me never seemed quite real
I caught some pieces In my back that I didn't even feel.
God help me, I was only nineteen.

Chorus 5:
And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?
And why the Channel Seven chopper chills me to my feet?
And what's this rash that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?
God help me, I was only nineteen.


Sue xx


SueMaid Report 19 Apr 2010 22:09

Here is the original version by Redgum.

Sue xx


TonyOz Report 20 Apr 2010 01:26

Thanks Joy x

To all those who fought for all the wars.
To those fallen hero's who left no decendants.

Remembering also, my own Aussie diggers Grandfather and our Grand uncles.... in the Great War 1914 to 1920.....My father and uncles/aunts WW11.....and my mates who fought in Nam.

Private John Joseph McCARTHY ......Regimental number 4590.
22nd Battalion, 11th Reinforcement
Unit embarked from Melbourne, Victoria, on board HMAT RMS Orontes on 29 March 1916

Stanley Livingstone COPLEY .....Regimental number 1975
300th Mechanical Transport, Army Service Corps (17th Divisional Ammunition Column (9th Army Service Corps)
Unit embarked from Melbourne, Victoria, on board HMAT A40 Ceramic on 22 December 1914

Lance Corporal William Harold COPLEY .....Regimental number 5839.
Light Horse Brigade Train 4
Unit embarked from Adelaide, South Australia, on board HMAT A19 Afric on 26 May 1915

Private Clarence Ambrose ROACH .....Regimental number 5757.
12th Battalion, 18th Reinforcement
Unit embarked from Hobart, Tasmania, on board HMAT A49 Seang Choon on 8 May 1916

Private Martin ROACH ..........Regimental number 2378.
40th Battalion, 4th Reinforcement
Unit embarked from Melbourne, Victoria, on board HMAT A16 Port Melbourne on 21 October 1916

Private Harry HOCKEY ....Regimental number 3825
11th Battalion, 12th Reinforcement
Unit embarked from Fremantle, Western Australia, on board RMS Mongolia on 22 November 1915

Private Ernest HOCKEY .....Regimental number 735
3rd Battalion D Company..14th Light Horse Regiment
Unit embarked from Sydney, New South Wales, on board HMAT A14 Euripides on 19 October 1914

357 Pte Barnes Alfred N.G Corps

5041 Pte Barnes Frederick John 59 Battalion

Service: Royal Australian Air Force
Service Number 127274

Service: Australian Army
Service Number VX114956 (V311392)

Leading Aircraftman ROACH, RONALD EDWARD
Service: Royal Australian Air Force
Service Number 142369

Service: Royal Australian Air Force
Service Number 110853

Service Australian Army
Service Number N394248
Rank. Corporal

Service Australian Army
Service Number V44005
Rank. Lieutenant

A chap who lives in the next suburb from me here in Melbourne wrote this poem.
I have it mounted on my study wall in a frame.

The Anzac on the Wall...... by Jim Brown

Loitering in a country town, 'cos I had some time to spare I went into an antique shop, to see what was there.
Bikes and pumps, and kero lamps, the old shop had it all,then I was taken prisoner, by the Anzac on the wall.

Such an honest open face, a young man in his prime,and when I looked at the photograph, his eyes locked onto mine.
A face so proud and confident, inside a wooden frame, I felt myself drawn to him, in a way I can't explain.

"That Anzac have a name?" I asked, the old bloke didn't know.He said, "Those who could have told me passed on long ago.
"Anyway the old bloke kept on talking, and according to his tale,the photo was unwanted junk, bought at a clearance sale.

"I asked around" the old man said, "But no one knew his face",he's been up on that wall for years, deserves a better place.
Someone must have loved him, it seems a shame somehow." I nodded, and said quietly, "Oh well I'll take him now."

So you come home with me mate - too long you'd be alone,I don't even know your name mate, but you're welcome in my home.
Did you fight at Flanders? Or perhaps Gallipoli? I'll never know the answer, but I know you fought for me.

I wonder where they sent you mate, when you answered the call,Were you killed in action, did you have a home at all?
You must have had a family - will you be claimed one day? To be honest mate, I hope not, cause I'm proud to have you stay.

Sometimes visitors look at you, and then they question me, And I tell a small white lie, and claim you're family.
They say, "You must be proud of him", I tell them one and all - that's why you got pride of place mate - the Anzac on the wall!

Lest we forget.

Thank you.....May God bless them all

Tony ( Australia )


Joy Report 21 Apr 2010 08:57

Thank you for all your posts.

It is so important to remember.

Sunday 25 April 2010
ANZAC Day goes beyond the anniversary of the landing on Gallipoli in 1915. It is the day we remember all Australians who served and died in all wars, conflicts, and peacekeeping operations. The spirit of ANZAC, with its human qualities of courage, mateship, and sacrifice, continues to have meaning and relevance for our sense of national identity. On ANZAC day, ceremonies are held in towns and cities across the nation to acknowledge the service of our veterans. In Canberra, the Memorial, in close cooperation with RSL ACT, hosts the Dawn Service and the National ANZAC Day Ceremony. The Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Commemorative Ceremony will be held after the ANZAC Day Dawn Service at the Aboriginal Memorial plaque on the side of Mount Ainslie.

History and tradition
ANZAC Day tradition: what do we commemorate and how?
First World War: an overview of Australia's involvement in the First World War
Other ceremonies in Australia and around the world
Department of Veterans' Affairs website

Ladylol Pusser Cat

Ladylol Pusser Cat Report 21 Apr 2010 16:26

my thoughts xxxxx

Alfred henry

Alfred henry Report 22 Apr 2010 08:42

John Hayden pte nx175642 (age 27)austrailian infantry dod 24/4/1945 ambom in honour to them all He came up to london and straightway he strode to the army headquarters in horseferry road to see all the bludgers who dodge all the strafe by getting soft jobs on the headquarters staff
A buckshee lance corporal said pardon me please
theres blood on your tunic ,theres mud on your sleave
you look so disgracefull that people will laugh
said the cold footed coward on the headquarters staff
The digger jumped up with a murderous glance
said i just come from the trenches in france
where fighting was plenty and comforts was few
brave men were dying for bastards like you

We're shelled on the left and we're shelled on the right,
we're bombed all the day and we're bombed all the night
if something dont happen and that pretty soon,
there,ll be nobby left in the bloody platoon

i dont now who wrote this song it came out of the first world war

Oh,old gallipolis a wonderfull place,
where the boys in the trenches the foe have to face
but they never grumble they smile through it all,
very soon they expect achi baba to fall,
at least when i asked them,thats what they told me
in constantinople quite soon we should be
but if war lasts till doomsday i think we'll still be
where old gallipoli sweeps down to the sea.

We don't grow potatoes or barly or wheat,
so we're aye on the lookout for somthing to eat,
we're fed up with biscuits and bully and ham ,
and we're sick of the sight of yon parapet jam
Send out steak and onions and nice ham and eggs
and a fine big fat chicken with five or six legs
and a drink of the stuff that begins with a(b)
where the old gallipoli sweeps down to the sea

this song is attributed to the diggers the hill Achi Baba was never captured and Gallipoli was evacuated in january 1916,

Alfred henry

Alfred henry Report 22 Apr 2010 21:29

my grandfarther was killed in action in ww1 in the battle of the some 22400 pte henry hayden 20/th service battalion 4/th city the kings liverpool regiment a lot of liverpool boys emigrated to austrailia and served in the digger forces when the call to arms came i am a member of the western front association and we will never let the first world war be forgot some of are group will be at Gallipoli this year


TonyOz Report 23 Apr 2010 05:20

War cemeteries and memorials at Gallipoli

"Raise a Glass"
The Raise A Glass Appeal is our tribute to veterans and departed friends....

Tony ( Australia )


TonyOz Report 25 Apr 2010 01:02

Sunday 25th April 2010

The Spirit of ANZAC was suggested by official war historian C.E.W. Bean to have 'stood, and still stands, for reckless valour in a good cause, for enterprise, resourcefulness, fidelity, comradeship and endurance that will never own defeat. The Spirit was epitomised in the deeds of Simpson with his donkey at Gallipoli "comradeship, courage and sacrifice"... others before self. It also encompasses the laughter, the pride and the love of life that is in every Australian

Thus, although the disparate colonies of our great land did not federate till 1901, Australians and New Zealanders had been united since the beginnings of their countries and this unity, this love of life had formed the basis of the Spirit of ANZAC. 'The Mother Country's in a spot of bother again,' was a typical observation when the Great War began in 1914. 'Might as well help her get this sorted out,' was the accustomed response to someone in need.
This was the Spirit which imbued the volunteers as they dashed off with seemingly gay abandon to the First World War and what was to become the "Australian and New Zealand Army Corps"...... A.N.Z.A.C

But the Spirit of ANZAC is not confined to the battlefield. It lives in the schools, on the sports fields, in fact all over these great countries of Australia and New Zealand. The sun invades our bodies and makes us 'mad'; mad for freedom - freedom of speech, freedom of worship, freedom to live and think as you will. The Spirit of ANZAC is not something we can see but a powerful driving sensation that can only be felt. It is a feeling that burns in the heart of every Australian and New Zealand countryman. A warm, tender, fiery, even melancholy ideal that nurtures intense patriotism in the innermost soul of every body.

The Spirit of ANZAC is invincible. It is the flame that burns forevermore in the heart of every true Australian and New Zealander. Today we stand safe and free, clothed with all the privileges and rights of citizens in these great free countries. And all these things - liberty, security, opportunity, the privileges of citizenship, we owe to those men who fought, endured, suffered, and died for us and for their country. Their deeds and their sacrifices gave us the invincible, the intangible, the Spirit of ANZAC.

Remembering today the spirit of our fighting men and women in all the wars, and i thank them for giving me the right of freedom and speech, and to live in peace, in this country i call home "Australia"

Lest we forget

Tony ( Australia )


Zack Report 25 Apr 2010 01:42

Anzac Day,
How Beautiful, thank you Tony for the Prose.
I keep Anzac Day free so that I can view the Parade, and cheer all our returned service men as I remember our Young Men who gave their lives.I think also of our friends the New Zealander's many of them call our country Home.

I especially think about all the Boys who died in the Prisoner of War Camps .
I am one proud Aussie on this Day.


TonyOz Report 25 Apr 2010 02:20

Hi Marie.

Just sitting here with a cuppa and a few Anzac biscuits.
Wearing my dads medals, and Anzac badge.

Yes....makes one feel very proud and patriotic to be an Aussie and or a New Zealander today.

Four WW11 fighter planes just passed over the top of my house a few moments ago heading for Melbourne city where the city streets are filled with people, and our proud diggers are marching.