A century ago the guns fell silent on the Western Front.
On the anniversary of the Armistice we honour all those who sacrificed their lives in World War 1.
The end of the War came suddenly. The Armistice that had brought the end of the fighting was signed in a railway carriage in a forest clearing in Compiegne, France, on 11November.
Six hours later, at 11am, the guns fell silent.
I have walked the battlefields of France. I have seen the fields where the action took place, where bodies fell and sadly where the bodies Rest In Peace.
It sends shivers right through you. The words on the headstones restricted to 60 characters tell about those who would not be returning home. Their age, something about them.
Remember them with pride on this special day. ‘They shall not grow old …..’
Attending today’s ceremony in Canberra was a privilege. The silence and respect shown is moving.
The crowds were quiet and respectful.
At the conclusion of the ceremony we walked to the National Carillon. We were fortunate to hear the bells accompanying the Canberra City band perched high up in the tower than makes the Carillon.
Canberra has beautiful spaces to be able enjoy concerts, parades, ceremonies.
We finished the day at the National Portrait Gallery, a beautiful space filled with wonderful portraits. A cross section of Australians including a familiar Queenslander.
There was a Concert at 4pm. Evensong. The four voices echoed through the gallery. It was quite beautiful. A lovely way to end the afternoon.
Tonight we had dinner in Hughes with John & Judy, Brett & Jenny. Steve went to school with John, Brett & Jenny at Telopea Park High School and since their reunion 7 years ago we have kept in touch. They are great fun and we had a a lively night with them reminiscing- they even got the school albums out!
That’s the nice things about old school friends. You just pick up where you left off! They are now planning their next reunion. Sounds promising.