The eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month. It is Armistice Day, the anniversary of the Armistice that ended the hostilities on the Western Front of the First World War. I have just listened to the boom of canon fire echoing around the hills of Dunedin, and had a huge lump in my throat at the sight and sound of a Mustang flying overhead.
As you know I have a fondness for numbers, so marking 11:11:11 on 11/11/11 was always going to be a priority.
Let this one also mark as a reminder of the waste of human life that is war.