As the drums clash and the soldier march,I think of WW1. It was dark,muddy,cold and loud. The soldiers got killed one by one and one by one they realised they made a mistake of coming to war!As the ceremony finished i think of how it was like for the families. It was normal besides the fact that their family could die any  day  and the possible bombing.while the food was out  i thought  about the food in war canned and packaged covered in in hair and bugs and the essential ANZAC cookie.