Bless ya son! Bravely heading off to a sun-kissed Mediterranean tourist destination to honour those giants of men, who fought so gallantly to keep the Empire free of Sharia law and Halal groceries… Just come up with plenty of inspiring stories - embellish or, what the hell, make them up wholesale where necessary - of the heroism of our ancestors. Not my literal ancestors (mum and dad were ten pound poms), but my spiritual ancestors. And that is a sacred bond between the Diggers and those of us who will be out on Anzac Day, a flag around our necks, a half carton of piss on our shoulders, and our tattooed todgers waving free under God's gift of Aussie sun!

Dead set Anzac legend! Reclaim Gallipoli! Oi! Oi! Oi!