I was just about to do a bit of a Merry Christmas post when I heard that there have been a couple of big earthquakes back in Christchurch this afternoon. I feel sick just thinking about what everyone at home is going through, and it bought the horrible memories flooding back for me...and I can only imagine that it is far worse actually being there. It seems so cruel just before Christmas when everyone was starting to relax a little and look forward to a new year and a fresh start. The images on TV of the liquefaction pouring down the streets in the eastern suburbs are heartbreaking, as are the plumes of dust all over the city. I am supposed to be flying home tonight, but at the moment the airport is closed. I hope everyone in Christchurch can manage to have the merriest Christmas possible and that 2012 brings stable ground, Kia Kaha.