After I was woken up by the neighbours at 5am by a 30 minute sonata of slamming doors, I picked the newspaper up from the lawn. Tinges of orange sky. By 9am, not a clous in the sky.By midday, I was glas I took a hat. At 3pm, I I was woken by a sound something like a herd of cattle thumping across the roof. The very timbers were a-shivering. Great chunks of hail smashing on the skylight. And then some.
Welcome to Melbourne. Neil Finn knew of what he wrote when he sung Four Seasons in One Day.
No casualties thank Jehovah. Some great pics at The Age.