The Long Apron at Spicer’s Clovelly Estate, Montville.
Assembly of Dessert at the Long Apron, Spicer’s Clovelly Estate; Lindt Chocolate & honey mousse, honeycomb, crystallised violet ice cream and cocoa.
The Long Apron at Spicer’s Clovelly Estate, Montville.
Assembly of Dessert at the Long Apron, Spicer’s Clovelly Estate; Lindt Chocolate & honey mousse, honeycomb, crystallised violet ice cream and cocoa.
I drove alone, at a reduced speed, flood damaged roads threatened to slash my tyres. Thoughts of what the day would bring at the forefront of my mind. The community centre at Helidon was my destination; a morning tea was on at 10am for one and all, a focal point for community recovery since the flood had gone.
So much has happened to the state of Queensland in the last month or so. Flood waters have enveloped so many towns and moved from one to the next, an inland tsunami hit Toowoomba and tiny towns in the Lockyer Valley sweeping away all before it including many loved ones. Even Brisbane was flooded despite beliefs that “since Wivenhoe, there will never be another flood as bad as 1974”. Yet out of such tragedy, disaster and hardship, a new community spirit has risen and given hope to all.
Cup cakes, slices, biscuits, water, real coffee, all is on at the Helidon Community Centre this Monday morning. Baked Relief has arrived; locals can enjoy a cuppa courtesy of Scott from Vanilla Pod, a few tasty homemade treats and share stories. An initiative of Danielle Crismani aka ‘digellabakes’ in the twitter world, #bakedrelief fast became an army of home bakers and cooks making delicious treats for those in need. Call outs on social media like twitter spread the word quickly, food is delivered to drop off points like Treasurer Wayne Swan’s electoral office before being delivered to locals, volunteers and emergency services workers cleaning up the flood mess. Smiles as people tuck into a snag, a brownie or cup cake showed the appreciation; no words are needed.
So many families have lost everything in this flood. In Grantham, locals were lucky to escape with their lives when many did not. Compared to other towns, there was precious little time to move valued possessions to higher ground, it happened so quickly. Grantham folk have the clothes on their back and an id bracelet on their wrist.
Sunny Mummy has joined Baked Relief in Helidon for the morning tea. Cellophane hampers of products just for mums have been generously donated and are being distributed. Stacey from Sunnny Mummy asks “Are you a mum?” A nod and a Sunny Mummy pack is yours.
As locals arrived, questions were asked “What do you need now, how can we help? Details were taken, notes made. Danielle iphone and laptop in hand began organizing, talking to suppliers and corporates.
I found chatting with families who have lost everything including loved ones so humbling. Their faces can still manage a smile, they are simply happy to be alive, it puts things in perspective; some of my worries seem so trivial now. The community spirit on display is just awesome. A retired couple, “grey nomads” by their own admission passing through join the discussions. They have a house full of possessions in storage and want to donate it all to a family in need.
John, a Grantham local told me his family’s story of survival. Their harrowing experience swimming out of their home and the fight to climb onto their roof as the inland tsunami engulfed their home is terrifying. Thankfully, this happened during the day, if it happened at night time, many more lives would have been lost. We joined John and his family in his home, now a shell with beams exposed, cleanup crews have removed the mud inside, possessions and all the walls. John takes me around his property detailing how the waters hit; we stood at the pool fence which the family used to clamber onto the roof.
Today, Grantham, is a hive of activity. Trucks, excavators, bobcats, police, army, emergency service personnel, road gangers, volunteers, community services, locals helping each other; so much is going on to help Grantham recover and rebuild. Donations to assist Grantham rebuild can be made here. You can help make a difference.
Danielle and Stacey deliver Baked Relief and Sunny Mummy packs to designated drop off areas, this mission is accomplished yet there is so much more to do. Back to the car, time to go, things to organize. Chats with locals have revealed it is the basics that are needed, things like chopping boards, knives, tea towels, cutlery, plates, and basic provisions like coffee, tea, long life milk, even vegemite. Danielle is onto it; Baked Relief is now evolving from delivering cupcakes and slices to essential items needed. Danielle’s goal is to source and deliver 50 “Essentials Boxes” to those in need in the next couple of days.
It is important that life returns to normal as quickly as possible. Schools go back this week; businesses flood affected or not need to start trading again, Businesses need their customers to come back if they are to survive. People need to focus on normal activities and resume their lives. For some, life may never be normal. Those communities and families that have lost so much will need our support and love in the months and years ahead as they rebuild both physically and emotionally. Their needs must not be forgotten, relief efforts will change from basic necessities of life to more advanced infrastructure, we must show that we care and are with them on their journey.
Help can be in so many forms, no matter how big or small. We can all make a difference. I have gifted to two families a $1,000 Reyment Photographics family portrait and prints package. When their rebuild is compete, I will travel to Grantham and photograph these families and give them prints to hang proudly on their new walls.
Initiatives like Baked Relief illustrate how individuals can make a difference. One can become many and hope can be delivered. Perhaps historians will look back on the floods in Australia in 2010/2011 as the moment when a community’s spirit was captured and shaped to become more caring, inclusive and courageous.
As we celebrate Australia Day today, let’s celebrate our community spirit and the gift of helping those in need.
The stench of slippery mud swallowing everything in its path is what gets you first. Then the piles of useless junk and garbage piled high on the footpath. Then the bewildered looks of once proud homeowners followed by the brave smiles of friends and complete strangers arriving as one to clean up the mess from the Queensland floods.
Clean-up Saturday was a day for me in Fairfield helping friends Sal and Pat salvage what was left of their beautiful home. Just weeks before, we had been there for a Christmas drinks get together, meeting new friends, celebrating. Now, these same people are here, shovel, broom, gerny in hand working as one.
I arrived as the sodden timbers of the once proud kitchen were being deposited on the footpath. I had tasted the delights of this kitchen, a taste now eons away. An army of helpers of all ages were cleaning, shoveling mud, lifting possessions; things were being dumped or stacked for salvage. Furniture, electrical, linen, this can all be replaced but it is the knick-knacks, those meaningful ornaments and precious items with a memory connected that can’t. Retrieved from the mud, these things were queued for water blasting before a wash in detergent before being lodged in the “Clean Room” affectionately known as “Clean World”.
What happened next might have an archaeologist on a dig yell “Find!” A chest of photos and some sodden photo albums with wedding photos and memories of a lifetime were discovered, wet, muddy and in search of loving attention. The photos in the albums needed to be carefully removed, washed, dried and sent to “Clean World”.
An hour before, I had seen a new packet of pegs, where were they now? Found them. Now, all I need is a clothes line, Pat somehow found a length of line from in the back yard, magic. With our limited resources we began a process of a careful wash, rinse, hang and air for each print. And on it went. Soon, I had a few helpers. My line was inside, away from the blast of the gernys out on the verandah. Before long, rows of images of happier moments from the past were on display. Workers passing would pause, look, ponder and laugh at tragic fashions from the past.
As I washed each image, I wondered about the moment in front of me. Some had captions on the back with names and dates of long ago. What was this moment I am seeing and rescuing form the mud? The symbolic nature of rescuing photos cannot be underestimated. Maintaining a connection with the past, our history, our relationships is vital and one flood victims are often denied. Speaking with Sal at the end of the day, she said “Words cannot express what you have done today, keeping our memories alive”.
Time to go home and you could see where the volunteer army had been. “Clean World” had many new residents, much mud had been returned to sender and a clothes line of photos was hanging proudly as a triumphant symbol; life can and will go on.
Volunteering can be amazing and you just never know who will be there for you. Sal and Pat had so many people helping doing awesome work. Ironically, an accountant was helping Sal sort sodden records, a professional photographer was washing photos and a food writer was coordinating the “Carport Café” and food deliveries from Danielle, the coordinator for #bakedrelief. The tasty treats made by people wanting to help by supplying food and refreshments kept the volunteer army energised and refreshed. Special thanks must go the girls (Angels) walking down the street at the end of the day passing out XXXX tinnies to the thirsty. Cheers!
This flood could have a silver lining. The community spirit on display, joining together as one is the hero of this flood. Perhaps this is the first time in generations that so many Queenslanders of all ages have worked together with a common cause. The future of our community is indeed looking brighter.
More photos of “Clean-Up Saturday” in Turner Avenue Fairfield can be seen here.