I thought I’d share a photo of Mum and Dad on their wedding day in May 1945. I hope our photographer friends won’t mind my saying that, poor quality as it is, it’s my favourite. Cliff met Dorothy when she was 19. I love the look on her face. Imagine a relationship of six years, and all but two months through letters. So this Anzac Day I’m celebrating the couples who kept the faith, as Mum and Dad did, and remembering the women whose men didn’t make it.