Most of you have heard of the enormous earthquake that struck Christchurch, here in New Zealand. They were just recovering from one that hit them in September and the damage to already weakened buildings has been catastrophic. The news footage is like something you’d see in Haiti or on September 11th, not New Zealand. Many people, us included, have family down there and they are fine thankfully. It made me hug Dave and the furbabies a little tighter yesterday. The death toll is climbing and the stories are heartbreaking.
And then we woke this morning to find our garage had been broken into and burgled. They took a handful of electronic things that make Dave’s life more enjoyable. They rummaged through everything. They’ve absolutely terrified me. Burglary is my number one terror. And our insurance, which is due in a few weeks and we’ll struggle to pay anyway, will now most likely go up. Plus they stole one of my gardening gloves. I mean really, disk drives and an mp3 player weren’t enough? Bastards. Just…bastards. How am I going to prune the fuchsia bushes now?