Flood victim.

This connector was a casualty of the flooding that followed Yasi.
Tru's had a dash warning lamp since her floor got wet and finally Jimmy had a fair chance to find out why.

The warning code was a 49 which indicates a faulty seat position sensor and sure enough the connector to it was rather yucky looking. A clean up and a touch of contact grease has restored her to health, Tru will be pleased that Jimmy didn't wait any longer though but he can only manage one task at a time.

Not a good way to mount an aerial.

My arms still don't work raise up high and I was stumped as to how I'd managed to mount the aerial at the top of the mast nearly eight years ago, but this was not a good look so I took the lazy way out and lopped off the top part of the mast.

Afterwards I remembered I'd stood on top of a chair to gain the extra height way back then.

The aerial was another victim of Yasi but it probably would have fallen over if an ant had crawled on it, as its stay bracket had rusted into nothingness.

Grand Crapola.

This rat's nest of wire caused us much misery over the last fortnight, water had leaked onto it due to our roof failure and corroded the last bit of life out of it. With phones out everywhere around us I just assumed the failure was upstream somewhere, until I was shocked to hear Jenny next door's phone had come back on, that stirred me into action and I found breakage in the wire here that I've slapped a bit of solder on to see if we can operate again, yippee but the connection was ugly and barely worked.

I've now tidied it up by wiring an old and faulty (though not in the bit I cut off) cat5e network cable onto it. It's the blue cable dangling to the left. Much success now and http://www.speedtest.net/ just gave me a download of 17.99 mb/s result, our best yet!

Very happy Jimmy now and he's even slapped the webcam back online, though he's pensioned off the temperature reading, we'll call it a victim of Cyclone Yasi.

Brightness.

We get a bit of light into the room but providing the rain falls vertically it'll stay mainly dry until the roof is repaired.

We now have power again and our lives are returning to normal.

Invisible or do they hate us?

We've waited patiently for our power to be restored so we can get our lives back, but late yesterday arvo was just too typical for us. An Ergon truck toured down the street inspecting, then turned around tooted and cheered to us, and 10 minutes later our neighbours had power. The only thing we had with power is the lead in from the street that a sparky disconnected and left lying on the ground. It arced up like a welder last night when we had yet more rain, so I suppose it's live.

Anyway we still don't have a phone service, so I'm gunna have to find someone to see about it.

The line drops from the upper centre of the picture, over the hated tree on the footpath.

Action.

Funny that the phone number on the tarp has been obsolete for 14 years. I suppose change comes slowly to regional Australia.

The SES appeared today, and a welcome sight it was, Jimmy's health has exhausted itself and it was good to play spectator.

Still no power, but the cheap Chinese inverter is doing a mighty job.

Wot's this!

The supermarket shelves are slightly less full than last Tuesday. At least the panic buyers won't be much the blame this time, good to see something open again.

One valuable lesson we've learnt is to actually not stock up on food for events like Yasi, except for a few tins. Appetites go south and frozen stuff only gets dumped.