The sun is shining and it is a glorious day.
Don and the boys were up at 5am, their host, Michael rose somewhat later, possibly as a result of the boys assisting him in commiserating over several bottles of red.
I scoffed saying ‘that wasn’t very nice.’
In saying so, a thought occurred to me. Maybe that is just what he needed. Jo was feeling he needed a big hug and I suppose this is the male equivalent of that. At least it would have relieved the stress for a while.
They shared a platter of fresh fruit, brought up from Sydney, then headed off to Milton.
A huge amount had already been cleared in the days after the flood. All cleaning had basically been done. There were a lot of destroyed walks and fittings pulled out. Don and the boys finished the dismantling and cleaned up as far as they could.
Geoff made a start on wiring but can't achieve a lot, as the electrical wholesaler is not open and he needs extra supplies. Frustrating.
Mark, Peter and Don will move to Bellbowrie shortly. They have been asked to help outat an equestrian centre that is a real mess. I have reports Bellbowrie are now seeing some tradesmen to work on the housing.
‘There is not much evidence of the flood, as such, in Milton. A huge clean up has been underway.There's no smell and it's a fine day.’ Don says.'I have to stop and consider the enormity of the job ahead. We’re in a block of 20 or so business that have been virtually wiped out and have to start afresh. Multiply that by thousands and thousands. It's mind-boggling.'
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