Who said darkness descends at 5pm? It was dark at 3pm on Friday! Storms hit just after lunch, knocking out the power with the very first lightning flash. Not a word from those pitiful pines either, no doubt too scared to move in case they were struck next. It looked like the rivers might cut the highway, threatening the trip to the kennels at St Helens and then on to Launceston airport via St Marys. Ben's back in hospital, this time at Box Hill which is much further for me than Launceston General but not so far that others can't visit. Options are very unclear at the moment, we just have to wait and see. I'm contemplating how, if necessary, to shift everything back to the mainland which, without assistance, would take at least three Bass Strait crossings.
Afternoon update: Jazz got to the kennels and I'm now back home in Melbourne. How odd it feels to be back in the (still unsold) house.
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