Last of the WW100 Diorama ANZACs (Mostly) Painted
Like most painters in this project I couldn't resist having a bit of a play with the figures before they join their brothers at Chanuk Bair.
As this batch does not have any charging figures I could not make a gallant charge diorama, so I opted for a "Waiting to go over the top" theme instead.
Regrettably my photographic skills lag behind my painting skills, and the result does not really do the mini's justice. I would like to share it though.
It has been an unique honour to have been part of this project. Kudos to Peter Jackson and his vision, Weta workshop and Rhys Jones for pulling it all together. I am lucky enough to live in Wellington, and may be able to assist with the final assembly of this project (if my schedule allows)
So we may live
Let their memory live forever.
Sound the attack!
OK boys, this is it. When the shelling stops and the whistle blows, we go over the top !
But we all fall down...
B company ! Get ready !
A Company got a bit of a pasting, but we'll be all right!
C Company ! Form up !
Water! Bring water! Water for the wounded!
Alright chaps! B company didn't do that well either. So it's up to C company to finish the job !
Tell my wife that I love her...
Waiting to go over the parapet...Waiting...
Song for You
Hello darling, this is the army,
I've just got the time to write,
Today we attack, there's no turning back,
The boys they're all ready for the fight.
Yes, I'm well but this place is like hell,
They call it Passchendaele, (We could probably substitute Gallipoli here - Ed)
In nineteen seventeen the war must be ending,
The general said this attack will not fail;
So I'm writing down this simple little melody
When you play it my love, think for me...
We'll be together in this song for you,
And it goes la la la, sing it darling, la la la
They got old Bill, and the sergeant is still out there
Wounded in some shell hole,
They say this war will end all wars,
Oh God I really hope it will,
Oh how's old England, are they still singing
Those songs that we loved to sing,
When all this is over, we'll go sailing in Dover,
Catching fish like we used to with a string,
Oh I miss you, I miss you, I miss you,
If they get me my love you will know
We'll always be together in this song for you
And it goes la la la, I have to go now
Take care of yourself my love.
Chris de Burg