I owe my existence today to the Anzacs. In early October 1917 my grandfather was trapped in a shell hole at the 3rd Battle of Passchendaele, (Poekapelle) Ypres. He had been there under fire from machine guns on the Bellvue Spur for 3 days and had developed severe trench foot. He was relieved by the II Anzac Corps and was able to crawl the 4 miles back to an Aid Station where he received aid and was repatriated to the UK. Without the Anzacs, he's probably still be there 🙏