posted on Mar, 24 2010 @ 01:24 AM
When I was young, we lived for a few years in the South Burnett (Queensland, Australia)
Talk about the place Time forgot, lol -- especially compared to the Gold Coast where we'd lived previously
The old-timers in the South Burnett told us they had hailstorms similar to this recent one in Perth. They said the hail was sometimes as big as
tennis balls and pointed out that the house we'd just bought had a new roof for this very reason --- the old one was cactus
We were warned to get under the kitchen table, anytime there was hail
Well, we never experienced the monster hail, but we were on the receiving-end of what they call a 'whirly-wind', up in the South Burnett
Luckily no-one was home when it hit, although play stopped for us up on the hill in the nearby school-yard when full-lengths of galvanised
roofing-steel began spearing down into the ground at the bottom of the play-ground
When we arrived home from school, we learned why. A 'whirly-wind' had hit our place and had demolished the garage, had flipped over our mother's
massive old car from it's usual place in the nearby driveway and had uprooted the big Jacaranda tree
But this next was the good bit, because our pet goat had been tethered between the garage and the tree --- yet there she still was, munching away,
unperturbed
Interesting location, the South Burnett. Sleepy doesn't even begin to describe it. We'd bought the local store and it was like buying a museum !
When we conducted a stocktake and general look-around, we discovered on the shelves circular tins --- of toothpaste ! We'd never seen anything like
it. Never even heard of it before. It was hard and white and according to the directions on the tin, you rubbed a damp toothbrush briskly over the
hard tablet until you had sufficient to clean your teeth. I should have kept some tins as souveniers, realise now
Also, the local farmers would tether their horses outside and stalk in in the boots to buy chewing-tobacco. It came in hard, dark squares, about four
inches by four inches. Then they'd shave bits off with knives. Very picturesque
Just as interesting was the wide crack that ran diagonally across the face of the local pub, which was directly opposite our store. It was a
brick-built, stucco-rendered old pub, quite a landmark. And according to the locals, the crack had occurred on the day of 'the earthquake'
Who knew Australia had earthquakes strong enough to crack pubs ? I didn't, until then. Even now, if I were to imagine where an earthquake might
threaten to rip apart buildings, I wouldn't automatically think of what to us at the time constituted 'outback Queensland'. In fact, if I were
attempting to escape most natural disasters, South Burnett would probably come to mind, simply because it's so unchanging, so laid-back, so seemingly
safe and stable
But natural disasters can strike almost anywhere. For example, the Aborigines have long told of what in fact was a tsunami which struck near
Rockhampton (also in Queensland) long ago. And the whites who've found physical traces of this event have calculated that the sea rushed inland for
several miles in that location
Huge seas off Sydney Heads have thrown boulders the size of buses up onto high cliffs, and more than once, I read recently -- with the same occurring
near Woolongong in the quite recent past