So this is what my life at work is like at the moment…
Fire fire flood fire fire fire fire fire cyclone fire.
So far we haven’t had many cyclones – ah but it is early in the season my friend.
This next one they are calling a “midget” cyclone.
At the start of the season I clear my pin-up board in readiness.
This year they are predicting about 6-7 cyclones to hit the north west and my role is to coordinate our emergency warnings.
So I need a bit of space.
Then as the cyclones develop I print out the track maps and pin them up.
I love track maps.
Don’t they look cool?
Okay… maybe you have to be there.
The other thing I like to know in advance is what the bureau are going to name the cyclone.
Now we’ve just had Tasha (in Queensland) soooo I reckon this new one will be TC Vince.
Which sounds a bit close to Vance if you ask me and Vance was nasty.
Usually I get a call from the severe weather centre – when I hear Andrew Burton’s voice my heart sinks.
Not that he’s not a nice guy but him calling me means a cyclone and a cyclone means long hours and rostering people on public holidays.
Still – I no complain.
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Let’s hope the midget cyclone does the right thing and buggers off out to sea.
And the arsonists stay at home over the long weekend.
Oh. And happy new year!
UPDATE: The cyclone turned into a fizzer… not sure if they will even name it.