Tuesday 11th January – The Flood Begins
I went to work, and heard bad stories about flooding, eventually driving home and giving Steve a lift, and finding that it was indeed flooded—something of a shock. It was only knee deep, and nothing of great importance in the garage had yet been wetted.
Bronwen came over and helped me move some stuff up into the house, where we assumed it would be safe and dry, and we went for a walk to have a look around. Unsurprisingly, the river is flowing fast. Multitudes of firemen were vainly trying to pump out and save the uninsured floating restaurant “The Drift”, and we watched its owner deciding to sink it, rather than risk it breaking free and destroying life as we know it—or at least, a large bridge.
Bronwen and I drove over to Maz’s, and took some of my stuff over there, then took my German flatmate, Anna, and her stuff to Maz’s. I spent the rest of the night evacuating my place, packing things up into garbage bags, and carrying them to the car. The water rose until it was up to my elbows.
I carried the last of the things I was evacuating out of my place–carrying them above my head, the water now up to my shoulders–and drove them to Maz’s. Maz and I went for a drive to Kangaroo Point and watched a lot of boats, houses, pontoons, and other random debris, float down the river.
I went to sleep on Maz’s couch.
Wednesday 12th January – The Flood Deepens
Bronwen called me, meaning I didn’t get much sleep.
I drove to Bronwen’s parents’ place, with some difficulty, via having a look at my place, and avoiding flooded roads. The water has gone up a lot. It is not looking good.
Bronwen and I drove out to her place, then to Garden City, where we had lunch and did some shopping, before driving back to the correct side of the river and down to Maz’s, going for a really, really hot walk looking at the flooding around the Toowong area, and getting in trouble for walking along the train tracks.
Bronwen and I drove in to the city and walked around having a look at the flooding, and the preparation for the flooding in Queen Street Mall, amongst other places. Bronwen managed to get into her work building to get some stuff she’d left there.
Kate—Maz’s ex-flatmate—and her boyfriend, who have no power, came over to Maz’s, and we drove to Ashgrove for a curry take-away dinner.
Might go to bed soon.
Foolishly stayed up until 3 AM. Now going to bed. Flood reports are that the river will be up for quite some time tomorrow.
Thursday 13th January – My House is Inundated
Today, my house went almost entirely underwater. The water came up to the bottom of the windows on the second floor. The peak height is at 4 AM tonight apparently. Our neighbours rowed us out to the house and we had a look.
Bronwen and I went for a late night walk around Kangaroo Point, and South Bank. It’s quite eerie when it’s dark and empty.
Friday 14th January – The Cleaning Begins
Bronwen and I drove to my place, through rather terrible traffic, and started cleaning. The water was too high to take the destroyed stuff out, so we moved things around and did the best we could hosing out the mud.
Totally exhausted, and having forgot to eat lunch, but having partially cleaned the mud out of most of the rooms, Bronwen and I headed back to her parents’ place, and had a nice dinner at “Punjabi by Nature”, stayed late, then headed back to Maz’s to sleep.
Saturday 15th January – The Cleaning Continues
I drove up to get Bronwen from where she’s staying, safe and dry, at her parents’ place, and her parents and her drove down to my place and began the sad task of throwing out everything and cleaning. Heaps of volunteers turned up, some who had driven down from Caboolture just to help out, and pressure-cleaned the place, while others carried out all the destroyed stuff, and others loaded it into trucks and took it away.
I had a lovely pasta dinner that Bronwen cooked at her parents’ place, and stayed there late, before driving back to Maz’s and sleeping.
Sunday 16th January – The Cleaning Concludes
I drove up to Bronwen’s parents’ place, got Bronwen, and drove back to my place via Woolworths and a nearby bakery for breakfast, drinks, and cleaning equipment.
Bronwen, her Dad, and I, spent most of the day cleaning. I pulled out staples left from where the lino used to be, and scrubbed walls and cupboards. The volunteer effort was astounding, and at times, almost overwhelming. It really hit me after Bronwen, her Dad, and I spent some time cleaning and scrubbing in my bedroom, while various volunteers said goodbye until there were none left, and then when went to move to do the next room, we found that the volunteers had left because they’d finished cleaning—not just the next room, but the rest of the house. Hours, perhaps days, of work done in a few hours. And then there were the people giving out free drinks, food, chocolate, cupcakes—I even saw some free ice cream vans.
I drove out to Bronwen’s place and set up my server so Bronwen could have email at work tomorrow and my websites would again work. I then met Anna at my house, where she had a look at the stuff she had left there, and said she’ll probably move out of Brisbane shortly.
Maz and I drove to Hungry Jacks, where I had onion in my “no onion” veggie burger, however this seems a small disaster compared to the last few days.
Monday 17th January – Not Working
I got ready to go to work, drove to the real estate to discuss things, realised this was going to take a lot longer than the morning, and told work I’d not be in today. I then drove up to Bronwen’s parents’, met Bronwen, and drove back to my place to do more cleaning.
After a morning cleaning the house, Bronwen and I drove to South Bank and walked to Govinda’s for lunch.
Bronwen and I dropped past Bronwen’s place, ironically to do a spot of cleaning, and then headed out to a non-flooded Nandos past Indooroopilly with Maz, for dinner. I am really quite exhausted and quite tired.