Soon will arrive the One Day of the Year when our people gather throughout the nation to honour our fallen who gave all to defend our precious way of life. Those we salute were citizens from all walks of life who in troubled times exchanged plough, hammers, pens,...
“March the guilty b---s in” was once said with much humour. It referred to a weekly phase of administration in barracks when soldiers charged with a military offence were paraded with armed escort before their Commanding Officer to determine guilt or otherwise. The...
A Recollection I recall in KOREA during that War, when our Platoon travelled south to protect a railway terminal at Tuchon. We were weary, filthy and hungry and looking forward to some comfort in established surrounds. We had no officer or Sergeant. On arrival, we...
G'Day Cobbers, The good news, for me at least, is I am back on my feet and reaching for a Pen. All of which has been made possible by the medical fraternity, from skilled doctors, the dedicated and very professional Florence Nightingales and supporting staff. Not...
If the proposed introduction to the AWM to recognise and include indigenous warriors involved in warfare with settlers succeeds, it will run the risk of dire consequences. Particularly in providing more opportunity for radical groups seeking further change and...
I know this scribble is a touch repetitive but it’s very difficult to ignore such a slur in recent times directed at our national flag by a politician. Personal resentment was magnified when a view was triggered at a time when some of us were in a phase of paying...
I often wonder why we are no longer a Lucky Country. And the reasons have been staring me in the face for some time and yet I refused to see the stark reality of it all. We keep giving power to morons who are only concerned with their own egos. Bandt's tantrums and...
It is nearing 70 years since I returned late at night after leave in WA, and reported to the orderly room of Charlie Coy 2RAR. Frank was on duty as orderly corporal and after a yarn, pointed to the floor which was my bed for the night and my kit bag for a pillow. It...
One regular ritual in the army is the roll call to ensure all are accounted for. Such was the case in winter darkness at Puckapunyal when troops roused by whistle blasts, assembled on parade mid much stamping of boots, were required to answer their names when called...
In early 1916, the 51ST Battalion, AIF was raised in Egypt. Its original members being Gallipoli veterans and recent reinforcements from Australia. Today it is an integrated unit comprising ARA and Reservists with the role of conducting reconnaissance and...
