Saturday morning, finally I’ve the time and motivation to run a few errands but it is a public holiday – ANZAC day. As I drove around getting a couple of things done I saw a lot of Australian flags in evidence. I thought about the service men and women who have been involved in a war effort, sent overseas to fight. What it must have been like for their families, the people left behind. The unthinkable tragedies when son or daughter did not return home. The horrors experienced by those who did come home. Let’s not forget the grief, the loss, the sacrifice.