Kemal Ataturk's famous words (1934) are inscribed; although we now think that what he actually said is a tad less poetic - these words are cool:
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. After having lost their lives on this land they have become our sons as well.
Greg and Rowan came too - this is the party at the memorial overlooking Tarakena Beach and out to Cook Strait. The site was chosen because it resembles the landscape of the Gallipoli peninsula. There's a bit of Anzac Cove under the star, too.
Stopped in for a black pudding brunch in a Seatoun cafe, then got mum to drop me off in Johnsonville so I could walk it off the loooong way back home, 2km uphill all the way.
Then I made fudge!
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