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.
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.