So this week it is a cyclone. Mum and her partner live in Cairns. She said earlier today that she has been saying goodbye to all her books, just in case the roof comes off.
At least we didn't send the junior up there for a post-flood, second attempt Queensland holiday I suppose. It must be nice for him to miss a disaster.
Thinking of other friends and family and family members of friends and friends of family members up north.
Not to speak of the iced-in Americans. What a strange few weeks.