Well that was fun.
NOT.
It started with a forecast, then a radio host asking for caller updates. Everyone was being VERY dramatic. I started freaking out in anticipation. So I text messaged my fear to the radio host. She mentioned me 'freaking out' on air (and told me it might not be necessary to freak out). Roo heard it and thought it was wonderful that she mentioned us, (and then suggested "Lindy might like to talk about when Cookie was on her scooter and did a somersault over Dizzy"). Maybe not Rooey...
5.00pm: Xave put a couple of extra fenders on and tied up the wind generator and radar. Just in case.
1.00am: Holy Moly What the hell is that?
1.15am: Xave goes up on deck to check things. I sit on step watching and making sure he isn't blown overboard.
1.25am: Xave comes back below.
1.40am: We notice through our cabin window the oar on the tender about to be blown away.
1.41am: Xave goes back on deck.
etc etc until about 4am (thx for your regular txt's through the wee hours Anna). Was pretty exciting,
We're a bit tired today, BUT THE KIDS SLEPT THROUGH THE LOT. Little legends.
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I didn't hear a thing also as I slept very soundly in my own bed after a few weeks of camping with a bed on the ground!Good to hear you made it safely.
ReplyDeletePS thanx for collecting me from the airport - it was such a thrill to hear the excited "GRANNYYYY" and to have my hand held all the way to the car.
Now I have caught up on your blog from the past few weeks. It is really entertaining Al and I agree with Clare that it should be an "earner" for you. It will make a good book down the track.
ReplyDeleteNice work Spry / Robinson clan. Thought of you all around 2 am when I ducked outside to make sure the poor old guinea pigs hadn't been blown up a tree ... it was crazy crazy out there.
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