Salute!

Today was a beautiful day; with the sun up high on full blast, clear blue sky and the reduced level of turbine power. So I decided to grab my notes and Mom out for a nice walk at the park and naively thought of doing some readings. Even had Mom brought her story book along. The plan was to visit the Shrine of Remembrance and followed by a tour of the Royal Melbourne Botanical Garden. The Garden part did not work out in the end, and so was my reading. Anyhow there was a ceremony at the Shrine today and while we were sniffing around, we heard some gun shots. Here’s the funny part:

(After three gun shots.. BANG, BANG, BANG)

Mom: Hmm.. there must be sending someone off today. Three gun salute.

Ean: Yeah? Wow.. We are attending some soldier’s funeral! Cool! (thinking mom should know all these military stuff since Dad was in the Air Force last time)

(another gun shot)

Ean: eh.. Four? I thought you said three? Auz must be doing it different.

(still followed by subsequent gun shots.. By the time it reaches the seventh/eighth ones..)

Mom: Wah!! This fella must be some ‘big potato’ ya! So many gun shots for him. Usually Three only!

Ean: Wah!! So happy that we can attend big shot’s funeral.. =) May he rest in peace.

Later that evening, as we were skyping with Dad, we told him of the privilege of attending a ‘big shot’ funeral that had Twelve gun shots. He must be pretty high ranking since he has four times the usual Salute! Then dad said this:

Dad: Funeral usually only got 12 or 24 Salute la…. Don’t have three one.

………….. The end ……………

 

( If you squeeze your eye really small, you should be able to see Mom and I. )