A bit of relief yesterday when the wonderful Fire Service boys arrived to push over our chimneys, we had been spending the week convinced that the next aftershcock would send them tumbling into either our bedroom or the neighbours bedroom! Up the ladder, one of the Firemen fastened a noose around the neck of the chimney. The noose was made of a fire hose, very McGyver! The everyone incluing us grabbed and pulled and over she went, Bruce. No damage to the houses at all and only a biot of a crack in the neighbours driveway and a few splintered bits on the fence, we couldn't believe it. But the Fire Service assured us they had done a few of these lately so knew exactly where to get it to fall.
The remaining bits of brick sit there like a sad tooth stump. It has since been covered and someone will be calling round eventually to sort it properly. Tally ho and off to the next chimney which miraculously they saved. Albeit the thing resembles a soldier form the Civil War the way it's splinted and wrapped but the Fire Boy reckoned it would stand anything that ol' bag mother nature feels like hulring at it! Great.
The kowhai is flowering. And without the worry of the chimneys going 'thump' in the night, we can sleep which means life is good.