Sunday, 26 April 2015

Anzac Day 2015

Anzac Day again and rosemary for remembrance.  It is the centenary, a hundred years since the first day at Gallipoli.

Huge crowds packed Sydney streets eight deep for the march and thirty thousand attended the Dawn Service.  Many are young people and children brought by their parents.  It seems to me that much of the thought is no longer on just remembering those killed, but there is more now.  It came through in the speeches from the Centenary Service at Gallipoli and also here.  What do we make of it?  What lessons can we learn from it.  Where do we go from here?  It would be good today that there will be peace, but let's face it.  That won't ever happen.  Perhaps it is about how we face adversities.

And there were plenty of adversities in the previous week in this state.  A three day storm wrought havoc.  Flooding, trees down, homes floated away on the current and several deaths.  RFS, SES and police and civilians were all out helping in atrocious weather to try to bring relief or rescue to those caught up in the battering Sydney and north and south environs took. The SES responded to around 14,000 calls for help.

Thousands were without power.  One son on the central coast was without power for over five days.  We took him up a gas ring and a full bottle of gas and some basic supplies such as ice which was hard to find up there, more candles and matches, and so on.  He was very glad to have power return on Friday evening after it went out on very early Monday.  There were no trains or buses because of debris on the roads or tracks.  A yacht was shifted from trainline near him.  Fortunately the buses returned after two days and he was able to shower at work.

My son took his two girls yesterday morning to the local service.  He met a friend and her two children there and they all returned here for breakfast   It was lovely to sit in the sun after the dreadful weather of the week just gone.  They cooked bacon and eggs and similar and then spent much of the rest of the day re-arranging his room here.  A lot of his things had just been pushed in wherever they fitted, so everything was pulled out and the bed turned around to make more room.  Then all went back.

I kept out of it.  We had four children here and three adults.  One person fewer was a good idea.  I sat in the sun on the balcony with coffee and phone nearby.  It was lovely.

Then the weather turned again in the afternoon.  A massive storm moved over Sydney and dumped a huge amount of hail  The children here went racing outside and collected several cereal bowls of hail, piled high, from just outside my door which is fairly sheltered.

Today is cold and damp again and grey.  But at least the pictures show there was some sun.


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