A recent trip to the country, to see the folks, proved more dramatic than usual.
On day two of my visit, a mini tornado tore off the carport roof spraying the neighbourhood with sheets of tin and causing $12,000 damage.
(This is merely an example)
The wind was so strong roof debris flew 100 metres away onto the roof of the house across the street.
Our place was the only one severely damaged.
The car parked in the next door neightbour’s driveway, which belonged to their friends, sustained a smashed back window from the incident.
The car’s owner, who was not insured, chucked a hissy fit, in front of her small children, and swore like the bogan neighhours from hell, constantly featured on gutter journalism programs Today Tonight and A Current Affair, when she was politely informed that our insurance company would not cover her costs because it was `An Act of God.’
$400 later, I bet she was wondering where the heck to post an invoice to the man up in the sky?
