All last week I have been lying in bed listening to the rain on the roof, the only consolation for feeling so crappy with not swine flu, but kindy flu which Remi kindly brought home from kindergarten and shared with us. Only Charles escaped.
Meanwhile Brisbane was gurgling beneath a rising tide. The organic market at Northey St, as seen here, is also home to a wonderful 5 hectare community garden, all of which disappeared under 2 metres of water. When we arrived last Sunday I was immediately struck by the bad parking, which, on closer scrutiny, were cars settled where they will as the water receded. Apparently they spent a few days bobbing around bumping into each other while their owners, staff from the nearby hospital, were helpless to rescue them. Needless to say, it took a massive cleanup to get the place ready for market, and despite the veneer of mud on everything, they did an amazing job.
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