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ANZAC COVE
There is nothing gentle for you here not in Aegean heat or Asian cold.
No shelter on the windswept ridge or comfort in the dry ravine.
Just heat and flies dust and wire. Burning shell and sniper fire
Lone Pine “I hear little Tommy bought it back on the beach. And Ronnie Smith too. Saw that one with my own eyes. Cut down by that machine gun nest, before the Kiwi boys took it out.
Nice lad Ronnie and damn good scrumhalf too!
Still, it will soon be light and the ridge is just ahead ….. not a bad mornings work. And if they want us to march to Constantinople ....I guess we’re just the boys to do that too!
Then word goes round
“Johnny Turk ahead Dig in dig in!”
and here we sit in winter’s snow in those same holes we dug out that spring.
Churchill's Fleet On March 18th French and British warships – most too obsolete to sail against the German navy – pushed into the Dardanelles intending to force their way through the long, narrow straits and open the way to Constantinople.
However the Turkish gunners fought bravely and mines had been laid in the night - five major ships were sunk or damaged with heavy loss of life.
In London, Churchill was convinced the Turkish guns must have used all their shells, that the obsolete ships were expendable and that they should press ahead again the next day……….
Queen Elizabeth, Majestic Hit a shell and …bang Not there at all!
Ocean, Inflexible, Bovet Boom, boom boom a mine she met!
Lord Nelson, Irresistible, Suffren Oh dear, went down with all her men
Churchill lost his fleet And said “what fun! Tomorrow I might send another one!”
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