Today, March 18 is National Christchurch Memorial Day, with a service planned for mid-day in Hagley Park, close to the city centre. A great many dignatories will be there, but I won’t be. A memorial service—less than a month on and with all the missing not yet found and the dead not yet named—seems an odd thing. Odder, that we might all just down tools and head off to the park for a picnic and a spot of music. I’ve no objection to others going if it means something to them and they think it will help, but my main emotion is that this is something happening ‘over there’ that bears no relationship to me at all.
I did go for a bit of a walk though yesterday, expanding the boundaries of my post-earthquake perimeter a little further, and thought I would share a few of the shots I took with you, by way of a “silent witness.”
Nothing too dramatic or grand, but this is my memorial.