My Grandparent's Place

I'm writing this on my grandparents' computer, because that's the only place I can get the internet at the moment. I'll get to why I'm here. And, I'm posting earlier, thankfully. Now, to my Wednesday.

I woke up at 6:30 (not my fault, it was freezing last night and my blankets fell off. Bugger.). I got up after trying to get back to sleep (and failing), and went to watch TV. When my Mum got up, we went to see the extent of the damages from the storm last night. We went into the backyard, and looked at the wreck that until the storm was our lawn. There were branches and bark strewn across the lawn, broken off the tree by the wind. The ground was soaked, and there was mud everywhere. After taking that it, we had a look at the shelter, in the light so we could fully see the damages. The whole thing is essentially destroyed. One side is bent, and the metal frame is just mangled, some parts only held together by thin metal threads. If you'll imagine a lolly that's been twisted and pulled, only just holding together, that's basically the frame, but with metal. That's the best analogy I can think of. We could only get one leg perpendicular to the ground at a time. We managed to get it upright, but it's clearly not going to work again. I'll see if I can get a photo taken to post. I wouldn't be surprised if the whole thing has collapsed by the time we get back.

But, enough of the storm damages. To my day. We left the house around 8:30, with me bringing 2 books, my laptop and my iPod, as well as my Drama exercise book. Why? Because that has part of a character development inside it, and I want to start work on my book, which should hopefully start after blogging today or tomorrow. We got to my Mum's work, where we were picked up by my grandparents. We then went to the shops, and after picking up some stuff, went to their house. My brother and I then alternated turns on my laptop, with me mostly playing solitaire, Spore, and unsuccessfully trying to get internet. That's not all we did here, though. My grandfather has a radio scanner, and we managed to find an airport, where we listened to the control tower in his shed. It may not sound interesting, but it was really fun. I also had a look at some of my grandfather's (OK. I've had enough of just calling him 'grandfather.' I call him Poppa, and my grandmother Nanny. This saves time.) childhood stuff, such as his old school bus pass (expiry: 9 May 1957. A bit late to use it.); collectable medals, such as a school one commemorating victory in World War II; and money dating back several years. There was 2 cent coins, threepences (nicknamed trays), a florin (apparently, two bob or two shillings, equivalent to about 20 cents) made in 1927, a round 50 cent coin (1966. It looked so weird.), and one of the first 10 dollar bills, which looks nothing like the ones we have today. He also had newspapers with such historical events as the Granville rail disaster and the opening of New Parliament house. It was like a trip through history. It was so interesting. You could see the memories inside them. Anyway. We also watched movies like 'Kung Fu Panda' and 'Monty Python and the Life of Brian.' Now I'm listening to music on my iPod, and blogging. I can't go on MSN because I'm on my grandparents' computer, and they don't have MSN. Ah well.

Now to reply to comments. 7 from 6 people: awesome.
*Shafi: You're welcome. If you need to know anything at all, Wikipedia is my first stop. Usually, my only stop.
*Shafi: After the shelter's destruction, I don't think we'll be replacing it any time soon. But if we had to replace it, the shelter cost something like $260. Yeah.
*Rosa: I am talking about Liverpool Westfields, in fact. And if you were served by the same person, then I feel for you. She was a nightmare. And I will (try to) relax and... study? What? Lol. Have fun in your holidays too!
*Karen: I only get up at 6 because I move very slowly in the morning. I couldn't get up at 7:30, it'd mean doing everything in half an hour. I like that people found that Red Rooster thing funny, and yeah, that storm was huge. I don't think I could sleep in that storm, hail was spattering against my bedroom window, it might have smashed it. Happy holidays to you too!
*Victor: OK, since you asked, I will post shorter (hint, hint sarcasm). Seriously, though, what's with the sarcasm? -1 for you.
*Ebony: ...Yep, that beats my story. I really want to read about that now. That seems awesome in a freaky sort of way.
*Mango: Be thankful you weren't outside my house: you would have been pelted by rain, hail, branches, and a rather large metal shelter. Tell me you didn't keep training.

OK, another long post, and early too! Well, earlier. Hopefully I'll get earlier blogging. Wow, I just made a title. I was just about to post without titling.

Thank god for my grandparents' computer,
AB