in the last few days the coast of NSW, including sydney, has suffered cyclonic winds and unending rain. all the sand has blown off the beach at bondi, city garbage bins are shoulder high with broken umbrellas, ports were closed with a cruise ship full of sea sick holiday makers stranded outside the heads, 200 000 have been without power and four people have lost their lives due to flooding. it has been a testing time and more weather is expected before the clean up can really get underway.
we have survived it all with only wet clothes and transport disruptions. our roof continues to hold up to the very worst weather without leaking and there are no large trees to fall on us so i have been free to weather watch.
the road to mum & dad's place
flooding a few stations away cut our line to the city. my whole family (except me) uses this line every day
i stumbled across a facebook post where a farmer cut off by floodwaters was trying to get hold of a generator so he could milk a herd of cows for the first time in two days. (poor cows.) i was delighted to see loads of people offering to hand milk. i wonder how many similarly interesting stories are unfolding out there.....
yesterday i went to the cinema in the rain and learnt that cinema coffee is not worth the hassle. i also got my sleeve caught in the queue control barrier, which resulted in me jerking my arm back and tossing a purse full of coin all over the floor. it was a typically kylie kind of moment. the second best marigold hotel was a sunny little distraction, so much so that i arrived home with such a wide smile that my cheekiest one asked if i had met a man.