My computer has decided to throw a hissy at the most inconvenient time, so I have "borrowed" Mr Fudge's Notebook to type this post.
Like most members of BrisStyle, I have been blown away by the generosity and support our flood appeal has engendered. The bunting has sold, but the two dresses are still available with all proceeds going to the appeal.
Despite being caught up in the flood, widely read Kid Independent has thrown her weight behind our appeal - what a trouper.
Our suburb is slowly returning to something resembling civilisation with the Army helping out, and bus loads of volunteers arrived this morning to assist in clearing away the debris. Our street is unscathed (we live in Lagoon Crescent, which made us a little nervous), but less than a kilometre away lives have been left in tatters. It makes me feel a little guilty, which I guess is a natural reaction in these traumatic times.
When our family was young we literally ran from a bushfire in Sydney - again our house was saved. A couple of years back a light plane crash-landed into a house a couple of hundred of metres from ours. They say things come in threes - hope they're right!
So please keep up your support - I'm sure you know how deeply it is appreciated.
1 comment:
Oh you sound like that poor bloke who was in the 9/11 tower, then the Tsunami, THEN a Qantas plane malfunction. Danger finds some of you!! I grew up in Sydney bush fires, then Darwin cyclones, now Canberra floods.
Wishing everyone in Brisbane well, if a handsome soldier knocks on your door, might be my husband, based in Brisbane & knee deep in mud wading along the Lockyer Valley.
Love Posie
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