QUEENSLAND in Drought, Brisbane in flood! Now if that isn’t ironic!

I spoke to a mate in Brisbane yesterday; his suburb is soaked, he’s squelching about in his tiny back yard, which at least produces a few bananas.

Most back yards in the new suburbs are non-existent; gutters touch neighbour’s gutters, concrete in between. No garden, as such, and certainly no veggie-patch.

All that glorious rain, wasted on sterile suburbs, run-off into drains, into the ocean: wasted.

City folk can’t believe there’s a Queensland drought. How can they? Their suburb is flooded! Of all places for the rain to fall, on millions of acres of concrete and bitumen…….bloody typical. My drinking-water is nearly gone, and their car is a sodden write-off. My car can never rust, the way things are going.

Strange that supposedly good areas for rainfall, the high hilly areas that force the clouds to drop their burden, seem to be neglected now by rain. But in Brisbane, of all places……all that rain, and none in the dams, because there are none. What I could do with that run-off! Don’t they know there’s a Queensland drought?

My friend said the storm was exciting and marvellous, but complained about all the mess. What I’d give for a bit of his mess; the cracks in the ground here are cavernous, they’d take all his run-off and more, and still leave a foot of dust.

So the city folk are blase about this dying country……………..

                           ……………….they’ll get the message, and soon. Queensland drought?