Lest we forget
Anzac Day holds a pretty special place in most Australians and New Zealanders hearts. It’s a time to remember the sacrifices others have made so that we can enjoy some pretty incredible opportunities. I’m not saying I live in a perfect country (that being Australia), I don’t but I do feel pretty lucky to live here and Anzac Day is a chance to appreciate it all the more.
Like many Australians, Anzac Day has personal meaning for me. My Pa was an airforce pilot in the Second World War and flew Catalinas (sea planes) in the South Pacific. He never talked much about his experiences but I know parts of it were pretty traumatic including when his plane was shot down. I can’t even begin to imagine what that must have been like. He was never even sure how he managed to escape.
For Pa, Anzac Day was always one of mixed emotion but for me, it’s a chance to reflect and remember. Oh and to make Anzac biscuits which happen to be a personal favourite of mine! Rather than reinvent the wheel though, here is the recipe I used although I do recommend doubling it, 12 just ain’t enough.
Lest we forget.