In March I returned to New Plymouth for Womad. Having had a pretty average summer it was wonderful to have 3 straight sunny days and, as you can see, I managed to get my food list ticked off too - Hungarian fried bread plus goat curry and dumplings, great accompaniment to fantastic music and catching up with friends.
On Anzac morning I went to my closest commemoration, at the local railway station where there is a flagpole that was the focus of the very first Anzac remembrances on 25th April 1916. The flag was raised and wreaths laid, the one on the far right was laid by families from the local kindergarten and is made of lots of little red handprints (and a few green ones). Having been up at 1.30am a few days before 6.30 was a snap!
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