For those of the Empire, and to remind those who are not:
100 years this Saturday since the Anglo-French-ANZAC-Imperial landings at Gallipoli.
After a failed naval campaign, the troops go in, and like troops everywhere in WW1, are slaughtered.
Legends are begun, reputations tarnished, amphibious warfare will never be the same again.
Both sides fought hard. After all the Turks were defending themselves from those who within living memory had been allies against the Russians, but who now fought to try to support the Russians.
A new Turkey was born, and two young semi-independent states wrote their national myths around that campaign, myths that deservedly continue to this day.
And after all the bloodshed, we should remember the words of Kemal Attaturk, in 1934, the 'founder' of a modern state, that while Islamic was also secular:
Those heroes that shed their blood and lost their lives ... You are now lying in the soil of a friendly country. Therefore rest in peace. There is no difference between the Johnnies and the Mehmets to us where they lie side by side here in this country of ours ... You, the mothers who sent their sons from faraway countries, wipe away your tears; your sons are now lying in our bosom and are in peace. After having lost their lives on this land they have become our sons as well.