Wild and windy

Friday night/Saturday morning it blew a gale out there. It stopped around 3am - I know this because I was awake most of the night, worrying whether I was going to have to bush bash to Canberra to retrieve all the washing.

I also had visions of a big tree coming down on the house just when we thought we'd sold it. Luckily when the calm of daylight came, the only damage we'd sustained was a fallen branch which had flattened part of the dog fence round Bella's pen - easily fixed.

I went off to do some grocery shopping leaving the gang to tidy up a bit and get ready for sport. Robbie had a bye this weekend so we only had to worry about Jamie getting to Bargo (half way to Canberra after all!) for his AFL and Ishbel to Summerhayes Park for her soccer.

On the way back my RFS pager went off. They were looking for a crew to help with cleaning up after the storm. I rang the Captain to say I was unavailable then Steve, my friend and the Senior Deputy Captain rang asking if I could help out. I'd had a wee think by then and asked for a few minutes to get home and sort something out. At home we arranged for Ishbel to go to her soccer coach's before the game. She had arranged the night before to go for a sleepover to Elki's after their soccer match anyway so that was taken care of already.

That having been done, Rob and I were free to join the crew and met the truck near Springwood Public School. We had two jobs to do cutting up fallen trees. The second one was a close call. The top of a very large tree had come down, very narrowly missing the conservatory of the house next door. We cut it up, nearly getting monstered by the Newfoundland dog in the garden - Robbie wants one now. He'll have to get a job so he can afford to feed it first.