And all this exchange of posts came from Brian's lovely little scenes
of remembrance in the countryside miles and miles from most of us ...
and Gallipoli.
I didn't need to listen to "The Band Played Waltzing Matilda", by John
Williamson or the Pogues, lovely as they are; Brian's photos were
enough to set me off.
The only time my maternal grandfather spoke of WWI was to tell me
once, in a letter, of his first takeoff in a Maurice Farman from the
grass at Marham, in Norfolk, on a misty morning in 1914. He was in
the air over the trenches not long aftwards, a much preferable place
to be, I should think.
Chris
On 4 May 2008, at 02:21, Andrew Fildes wrote:
>
> Impossible to pass - I just listened to covers by the Fureys and they
> miss the counterpoint between the soft voice and the brutal imagery.
> Also essential listening - The Green Hills of France (aka. No Man's
> Land) and Now I'm Easy (tho' you may need an Australian dictionary
> for that one). All guaranteed to plunge your Sunday into a melancholy
> if you have an ounce of humanity. Pain is also cathartic.
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