Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Holed up in Gladdy 12/01/2011


January 12th 2011

 

Locked in Syndrome….Today finds us still in Gladstone, Queensland in a world that seems to have gone quite mad.

We are the very lucky ones, cut off yes, but very lucky as Gladstone is not suffering floods like all our neighbours around us. People have gone mad though, hitting the supermarkets and petrol stations in droves. Even though the supermarkets have been emptied of most essentials it looks as though they are now to bring it in by Military C130 Hercules and there's talk of barging stuff up and other trucks going 1000's kilometres out of their way so it's time just to chill out and wait for stuff. As I said its lucky its only food we have to worry about here, we are high and dry and safe.

There have been many very horrific images playing out round the clock here on TV and is extremely heartbreaking to see and so very hard to believe its unfolding all round us.

For us there was the plan to get down to Sydney to meet our daughter Sarah but that's looking more and more doubtful by the day. We are still staying with my cousin Lara and family, so days are taken up a lot of the time helping out in the household with wee children and chores and the odd bit of DIY home renovations. Bevin has been helping Bevan ( no its not a typo Lara's husband is yet another  haha) knock out two 70's style arched walls converting them to nice square open entrances which have made an incredible difference to space.

I  went of to a Girlie night, last Friday with Lara to one of her friends, the idea drinkies and nibbles/dinner…well what can I say those Ozzie chicks can't be trusted they were on a mission to stitch the two of us up. They had a card drinking game planned and the hostess' husband was making some chocky flavoured cocktails which were yumm..see bad things looming there don't you. Well turns out these lovely Ozzie girls were cheating making sure we got more than our fair share of punishment.

We got there just after 5pm and about 10pm ish Lara turns to me and says "I think I am going to be sick" so off I trot for a piece of Tupperware..they don't seem to have the very handy icecream containers stashed like we do. J Next she says " Can we go home"  so call up the support crew and Bevin came to get us…good news is neither of us disgraced ourselves

Bevin got his turn on Sunday going out with Bevan and mates to the pub..it was me this time on support/pick up duties…Me and 6 guys in a falcon…1 beside me, 3 in the back seat..now where do you put the remaining 2????? The boot of course and I can't even begin to tell you what sort of dialogue went on between those inside the car and those in boot..not for publication I'm afraid.

It has continued to be very hot and sticky and every time we go for a bike ride we become melting moments..yeesh. Headed out to Tannum Sands Beach couple of days ago to try cool off and Bevin who is usually a little reluctant to get into cold water was bobbing around in the tide saying..hmm its almost a little too warm isn't it?

So now we are just waiting till floodwaters recede enough for us to head South..carefully of course as roads potholed before will probably resemble a war zone now.

So no great adventures at the moment as there is nowhere to go except around Gladdy and have now done most of that. Replaced the front sprocket on my bike so no more clicking going on. In retrospect its lucky we ordered it and so therefore were waiting for it or we may have been more unlucky and stuck in the middle of this disaster.

Twelve people are now confirmed dead, that is sooo sad and there will be more… though those now missing have come down to in the 50's  The mess and destruction is honestly beyond belief. Our thoughts and hearts are soo much with all those that are suffering right now…puts our very safe lives in perspective huh? And on that note to all our family and friends we truly do love and appreciate you so much x x

 

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