We’re getting a fair few hits on a post of Lauredhel’s about storms around Perth in 2010. Since that post is closed to new comments, please discuss the south-western Western Australia storms from the past weekend on this post instead. Our thoughts are with our friends and the 27,000 homes currently without power in WA.
The West Australian has a large feature section on the storms. Perth Now has a feature section dedicated to the storms as well.
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Soggy here, innit? 
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@Lauredhel – how did the chookies go? Of course if you don’t have power that is going to make answering this question difficult.
Have seen most of my other Perth tweeps on Twitter this morning and they all seem to be okay.
Hi Mindy! We have power, and the ladies are happy and laying. They tucked themselves in well before the front hit, and they have a protected, waterproof shed.
We are fine. We’re in the lee of a little hill, we don’t grow big trees near the house (mostly for fire reasons but this is a nice bonus), and we have a well-installed roof, so apart from a little lack of sleep (it was a long, loud blow), I’m good.
Lots of people without power, but at least temperatures are mild at the moment. Many people are pretty well placed to withstand a longish blackout, with the prevalence of gas stoves (and bbqs) and gas hot water. Refrigeration becomes the biggest issue for most. It sounds like most people were fairly sensible, and got inside and undercover and hunkered down for the storm.
I’m currently roasting coffee and contemplating the sunshine. Might take the dog for a w-a-l-k.
We lost power on Sunday around 2pm, and it wasn’t back on as at 9.30am on Monday (when I left the house to head up to Murdoch University in search of a power point which worked). The power was back by the time we got home Monday night (around 6.30pm – there were some hiccups with the public transport in our area; most particularly, the trains were having problems with stopping at Kwinana station, so I wound up having to pick up my partner from Cockburn Central instead). We also lost the dividing fence between ourselves and our right-hand neighbour (as you look toward the street), but the neighbour lost their back fence also.
Then on Tuesday night the final bit of the back fence (which sort of abutted onto our bit of the property) decided to come down around 11pm, taking out a Cocos Palm in our back garden (which reminds me, must have a word with the real estate people about that).
While the power was out, we had gas hot water and gas cooking (so the essential services were there – I could get a cup of tea and my partner was able to have a hot shower). To be honest, the worst bit of the whole business for me was something that was my own silly fault. I wasn’t certain whether the bus I usually catch to the station was running or not (and my phone was busy making the “feed me” bleeps – I swear, the silly thing knows when there’s going to be a power outage!) so I decided to walk to the train station (about 30 minutes or so travel time). I got about 10 minutes down the road, and the heavens opened – I was drenched from about the knees down, and my umbrella now has a bent rib. I’m still aching in odd spots even now.
Commiserations, Megpie. It’s definitely not umbrella weather.
We’ve been fairly unaffected. Our chooks are off the lay, though.