Rakali Springs suffers a severe dust storm that rips roofs off houses and destroys trees. Rosie and Matt discuss it.
We see a house without a roof. People crawl across it, dragging a tarpaulin to cover the exposed trusses and beams. “Looks like it followed quite a narrow track,” says Matt. “Like a tornado.” “We don’t have those, do we?” “Not like they do in the US, but we have smaller versions.” “Like willy-willies?” He chokes. “Like what exactly?” “You know. A whirlwind, kicks up dust. But a small diameter.” “You mean a dust devil. I hope. I haven’t heard your version before.” I blush and he laughs.
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