Today marks the first anniversary of the February 22 earthquake, technically smaller than the 4 September one, but so much more destructive, being centred almost directly under the city. 185 people dead, countless injured, and most of the central city destroyed. One year on, it feels like only yesterday yet also feels like we’ve been…
The aftershocks continue: The red lines on the seismograph are where they’ve cropped the trace so that it doesn’t totally obscure the rest of the graph. Most of them are 3s, which we don’t really feel over this side of town (the epicentres are in the east of the city or just off the coast),…
Back at work today, and I was expecting a big clean-up operation after the 23 December wobbles. But thankfully, there wasn’t too much of a mess. All my filing cabinet drawers were open, but because of our new policy of all furniture having to be bolted to either a wall or the floor, they didn’t…
It seems the earth wants to remind us that just because it’s a new year, that doesn’t mean the end of the aftershocks. We were rudely awakened twice during the night by big ones, a 5.1 at about half past one, and then a 5.5 at quarter to six. Followed, of course, by a string…
So many ways to sum up a year. First(ish) sentences: January: I know I said we were going to have a quiet night and probably not even see the New Year in, but plans do have a habit of changing. February: It’s the first of February, so that means TWO MONTHS UNTIL AMERICA!!! March: We’re…