WAKING UP THIS MORNING FELT LIKE I HAD SLEPT WITH SANDPAPER IN MY THROAT ALL NIGHT LONG. MY THROAT WAS SO UNBELIEVEABLY SORE I COULDNT SPEAK.MY NOSE WAS RUNNING AND I FELT LIKE ABSOLUTE SHIT.
SO I DID MY USUAL THINGS, WOKE UP WENT AND SAT WITH THE FAMILY, WELL THE HADDAD FAMILY AND ATE VEGIMITE ON TOAST THEN HEADED UP TO UMINA.
UMINA CARAVAN PARK HAD BEEN HIT WITH A MINI CYCLONE SUNDAY NIGHT, 150 KM AN HOUR GALE FORCE WINDS. IT WAS UNBELIEVEABLE!
CARAVANS HAD BEEN FLATTENED, TIPPED ON THEIR SIDES, RIPPED APART, AND DOORS AND AWNINGS WERE NO LONGER THERE.
LUCKYILY OUR CARAVAN WAS ALRIGHT, OUR AWNING WAS GONE AND THE ROOF WAS LEAKING, BUT AS LONG AS OUR ROOF AND WALLS WERE UP WE WERE GOOD.
SO I WALKED AROUND TAKING PHOTOS OF THE WRECKAGE THAT LOOKED LIKE A WAR ZONE. THE PARK WAS OFFICIALLY CLOSED AND IT WAS ABSOLUTLY DESERTED.
I AM ABOUT TO HAVE SHEPPARDS PIE FOR DINNA, AND THEN I MIGHT GO TO HADDADS.
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