Had a call from Dad this morning, which was nice, and he told me about the wild weather in Sydney and the Central Coast. I got straight online to the Sydney Morning Herald and got the news. Part of the Old Pacific Hwy had washed away (!) leaving a 30′ gap of rushing water that had swallowed a car with a family on board, as well as a passerby who stopped to help.
There’s been fuel tanker ships beached near Newcastle, NSW, with fears that it could break up in the nasty weather and dump it’s 700 tonnes of oil and fuel over Newcastle’s lovely beaches.
Nell and Gavin are slap bang in the middle of the wild storm on thte Central Coast. I tried to call – no answer. I sent her a text and (thank you!) she’s fine. There’s no power or phone, the wind is roaring and turning the rain into wet needles. It’s cold and depressing, and she can’t even make a cup of tea.
NSW Premier, Whats-his-face Iemma, has declared the Central Coast a natural disaster area – so there won’t be any arguments about who’s going to pay for downed powerlines, road repairs, cleanup etc. Bugger – it must be pretty bad.
Dad said that it’s been windy and raining where they are on South Coast NSW, but that they’ve got the log fire, whalewatching out their front windows, and they’re quite comfortable.
On the good side, it seems the drought has broken. On the bad side, it’s not raining out at Mum’s, where it’s needed badly.