Anzac Day, 25th April 2013

Mum is doing pretty well. She's still able to enjoy a day out. On Anzac Day, we must have walked three miles to get to the march and three miles back. She wasn't even out of breath. Here she is wearing her brother-in-law's medals. She had a very happy day. After the march she came to my place and sat on the lounge with one of the dogs, watching the Dawn Services from Anzac Cove and France. Back at the nursing home, I showered and dressed her for bed to save the staff a bit of work, being a public holiday.