You got it mate, I am doing much the same. I have no wish to see John Campbell and the like standing in front of what was once my home. I will be avoiding the formal ceremonies, and while I only managed to spend about 10 minutes helping at the CTV building before I was sent on my way, I kind of feel a need to be there.
Don't blame me, I voted Green.
Will reflect on that unforgettable day, will miss my my dear neighbor who died in the CTV building....but will be hugely thankful that I have moved on,it was the best thing I could have done - no regrets
and a year later I still have no idea of the fate of my once beautiful Christchurch house,if my land can be remediated or not,if the house is a fix or rebuild....so the uncertainty and waiting goes on
Tomorrow I'll share a bit of quiet time with my workmates at 12.51. There will be a few hugs.
I'll spend a bit of quiet time by myself a little later reflecting on the circumstances that saw me leave the CTV building that day at 12.31 and not 20 minutes later. I'll also reflect upon the circumstances that let me to walk past the old Winnie Bagoes at 12.49 where a huge concrete beam crashed onto the footpath 2 minutes later. I shall reflect on how lucky I was that of the whole 4 hours I was in the CBD that morning, I was lucky enough to be walking across the wide open spaces of Latimer Square when it was unleashed.
I'll then give some thoughts to the people who weren't as lucky as me.
It won't be a happy day but it will be an important day and a big step along the way.
Did I mention how lucky I was?
Grow older but never grow up
cheers DD
(Definately Dodgy)
Don't blame me, I voted Green.
Lying on the ground I heard a noise like a wave receding back down a stoney beach. That was the CTV building coming down.
I stood up and looking around Latimer Square immediately realised that was way worse than September. There was a big cloud of dust from up near the CTV building. I walked up towards it and as I got near to Hereford St the dust thinned enough for me to see the CTV building on the ground. I still cannot adequately describe the feeling that hit me. I knew then though that people had died ... including probably my doctor and his workmates on the fourth floor.
I saw a policeman start to climb the pile of rubble.
Debated going in to help but then thought of family in the north east of the city so went to my car behind the Latimer Hotel and made my way home.
Grow older but never grow up
All the best to you guys down there. My thoughts will be with you today. Kia Kaha.
I didn't think!!! I experimented!!!
I went up to the 'Sign of the Kiwi' for the two minutes silence. There were a couple of others up there when I got there and we finished up with 12 to 15 people all just quietly in their own thoughts. It was quiet and peaceful. People arrived and left without saying anything but it was strangely comfortable.
Grow older but never grow up
I've just come back from a week in Tauranga staying with my sister, and my partner and we have decided that it's time to pack our bags and move. I have very mixed feelings about leaving Christchurch and there's a sense of abandoning ship, but I'm too old to spend the next 10 years waiting for things to come right, and it will be at least that long. I'm sick of driving on broken roads, I'm sick of seeing shattered houses and I'm sick of not having a city. Our house is fine, but at a subconscious level it wears you down seeing so much depressing stuff every day. We have a few loose ends to tidy up which will take us to the end of the year, then we're off.
We flew up and borrowed a car and did a lot of driving, damn there are some fine highways in that part of the country.
Don't blame me, I voted Green.
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