A dawn service to remember the Anzacs. How special to be with over 100 other Aussies and be part of a memorial service to honour those who died in service of their country. Ten Anzacs are buried at Grangegorman and a candle was lit at each grave so respects could be paid.
The morning was still and cool. The occasional solemn but special. A harpist played and speeches were made, wreaths laid, prayers said. The last post played.
This is the third year the Australian Embassy has held the service and we were so grateful to be a part of it. We met the Australian Ambassador who wanted to know why she didn't know about us being in Ireland! A light breakfast was provided afterwards. Snags and bacon in a roll, orange juice, anzac biscuits! Tea and coffee, with the optional shot of Bundaberg Rum! And a sprig of rosemary to remember, which we wore for the rest of the day.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
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