Firstly I want to thank yu all for your concern and comments, very heartening and I have missed you all very much.
To say that I was scared at 12.51pm on Tuesday 22 february 2011 would be an understatement. I thougth we had got used to the way of life that was a few shakes here and there, with the odd biggie...not so. And now I have the luxury of doing it all again, tomorrow it will be the 6 month 'anniversary' of ur 7.1 earthquake. I'm hoping Mother Nature will let it pass without comment. The 6.3 saw me having to clamber over things in my office, a colleague had to garpple with my door to open it and we shot thru like corks outta a champers bottle for the stairs, which were covered in dust and bricks which had falled into the stariwell from the neighbouring building. I picked a fine day to wear my new shoes with the F*** Me heels!! I have scapes and bruises all over my legs and arms from the trip oput of the building but I managed to get my camaera and take some photos in the minutes after it all before grabbing my car and heading home (along with half the city) as my two girls were at home alone - having a teacher only afternoon at the high school meant they had been let out of school at 12.15pm. They must have been terrified, but the Scowly One got her sister our of the house and they went to check on neighbours before waiting for one of us to some home from the relative safety of the front yard.
I'm really tired but will post a photo of what I first saw when I was brave enough to enter the house, I HAD to rescue the one remaining bottle of Deutz champers form my birthday....
The house is badly damaged but we will rebuild and we will get on with it. There is little point doing anything else! :-)
