Anzac Day is great day that never ceases to amaze me and fills me with a immense sense of respect for those left surviving from some of the crazy conflicts over the years.
For those in Sydney it was a cloudy and wet experience but the passion certainly was not damped out, it is always a great day and awesome when you can start to recongnise some of the old codgers every year. Its even better when new faces appear to carry on the memory of those who have passed on, whether it be from old age or through unfortunate circumstances in a conflict in another country.
As it has for a number of years, the rain came down repeatedly but was not too heavy to deter most supporters and marchers, there were certainly less photographers out this year compared with last (from my POV).
