ANZAC day today so most of us had the day off to remember the soldier’s sacrifices for us in the various wars since WWI. Went to the dawn service which wasn’t as reverential as I would have liked – though it may have been because I arrived just as it was starting so got stuck on the outskirts of the park with the smokers, babies and sullen, forced-to-attend, teenage girls updating Facebook.
Later Mr Pigalina, the dog and I went on a spontaneous walk to the top of Flagstaff which provided fantastic views of the whole city.
Pigalina's Palace 