In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow . . .

ANZAC Biscuits

  • 1 cup rolled oats

  • 1 cup plain flour

  • 1 cup sugar

  • 3/4 (three-quarters) cup coconut

  • 125g (4 oz) butter

  • 2 tablespoons golden syrup

  • ½ (half) teaspoon bicarbonate of soda

  • 1 tablespoon boiling water

Combine oats, sifted flour, sugar and coconut

Combine butter and golden syrup, stir over gentle heat until melted

Mix soda with boiling water, add to melted butter mixture, stir into dry ingredients

Take teaspoonfuls of mixture and place on lightly greased oven trays; allow 10 cm diameter for spreading

Cook in slow oven (150°C or 300°F) for 20 minutes

Loosen while still warm, then cool on trays.

Makes about 35


They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;

Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning

We will remember them