Thankfully, my area seems to have survived, more or less. Lots of rain, lots of wind, and due to the humidity, my garage door clicker doesn't work any more. Still, it could be worse. A lot worse.
In fact, it's just as well I went up to Brisbane Saturday rather than later, given what's happening. I was PO'ed about a signal failure (for the train tracks) between Beenleigh and Bethania, but that seems like a minor thing somehow in retrospect.
Oh, and Happy Australia Day public holiday, Del and Sister Jennifer. Any plans to head to the beach?
Actually, knowing my father, he'd be there.
Four minutes? That's ages! What if I get bored? I need a television, a couple of books. Anyone for chess? Bring me knitting.
-The Eighth Doctor, defiant in the face of death, in Doctor Who: The Night of the Doctor