Anzac Day

It is Anzac Day. For those of you unfamiliar with this day, it is Australians' Rememberance Day. We remember the fallen on the 25th of April each year, as this was the day of the dawn landing at Gallipoli during World War 1. Scott and I got up at 2am to go to a dawn service in at Hyde Park Corner near Buckingham Palace. I had had a look on the Transport for London website to see what time we would have to leave. It said to be on the 3am night bus. So we were. The only problem was..... we arrived at Hyde Park at..... a quarter to 4!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So we had more than an hour to wait until the service started. There was nothing to do, so Scott and I went for a very slow wander down Knightsbridge (the same street that Harrod's is on), and back again. We met Ayesha and her friend Karline at just before 5am.

The service was very good. Well worth getting up in the dark and travelling across London for! I always get goose bumps when I hear the Last Post. No matter in what context. It is such a powerful and moving tune.

I was supposed to have today off, but I am working for one of my colleagues, who will work for me when I choose. I would have liked to have a sleep this afternoon, but still. I must soldier on!

I am now out of the Museum's call centre. I was getting very tired of being here. I enjoyed it to a certain extent, but I was getting sick of certain things. But realistically, I am happier in the galleries, talking to real people.

I got an email today from Ian, the curator at the Commissariat Store Museum. He is my referee for my job, and he emailed to see if I got it. He will come visit the Museum and bring his wife Rachel and his baby George who was born in December. Should be lovely. And besides I have not seen him since last summer.

Should be getting the internet at home soon. The internet package we are looking at includes 2 hours per day of international calls. So all of you who would like a call, please let me know and email me your phone numbers!! :-D

xxx