We were just two among many thousands. The ceremony was superbly organised, yet relaxed and peaceful. Children and young people took part, readiing stories of fallen soldiers. And many countries were represented, but mostly the Australians and The French. The official wreath laying first by Australia and France together and then on behalf of many counties including Germany and Turkey. The Ode of Remembrance (those beautifully written third and fourth stanzas from 'For the Fallen'), then the Last Post were followed by One Minute Silence. And finally, Reveille, the raising of the Australian and French flags together, La Marseillaise and the Australian national anthem.
After the official service, members of the public were invited to lay wreaths, beginning with relatives of those who died on The Western Front, then tributes on behalf of those who had died in other conflicts. A steady and silent stream of hundreds of wreath layers made their way down the centre aisle including representatives of Villers-Bretonneux and other French communities. The final tribute was laid by representatives of the Voices of Biralee Choir from Brisbane, who had sung throughout the morning.
I know that family members and friends will have attended or watched services in Australia or elsewhere. It is always a moving experience and a time for reflection. It was the same for Domi and I this morning. We know we were lucky to have the opportunity to be there.
Today, a large selection of photos from me and, mostly, from The French. In the dark, the rain and the sea of hoods and umbrellas, it wasn't easy. Domi did a great job with his waterproof camera - Merci!
Time to sign off.
Devoir de Memoire
The Australian and The French. xx
