Saturday, December 24, 2011

Post latest quake (December 23rd)

A little bit of earth movement: 6.0 on the Richter scale, several over 5.0 and 67 aftershocks in the first 24 hours after the initial quake struck, wasn't the most pleasant of gifts from Mother Nature on December 23rd; but now we're old hands at recovering equilibrium and moving on. No injuries apart from a grazed heel when I tried to fly down some wooden stairs a tad too quickly.
Where we live in Christchurch, we are most fortunate to have solid, non-liquefying soil, so that even if we bounce around on land that becomes a massive trampoline, the after-effects are nothing like as bad as those suffered by homes further to the east of the city, nearer the coast. Spare a thought this Christmas for those who will be shovelling silt from their house, yard and street. Many no doubt, will have finally tossed in the towel after months of battling earthquakes and their off-spring. We are all weary of it now.
It's difficult to become even excited when the swarm start to batter us; we often just sit at our desks, grab a monitor to keep it from toppling, and ride it out. The routine of checking damage is now second-nature.
So it's Christmas morning here in Christchurch - Santa is still filling my pillow case (and making me a cup of tea) and a wonderful day ahead of us with friends. For the moment, 24 hours at least, I haven't a care in the world.
Oh, actually, I AM a bit worried about my glazed ham. Bit of an experiment, this one.
Merry rocking Christmas, everyone.

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