This is what came out of my mouth when my good friend Gillian calmly rang and said, "Nic, you got to come over and see what we got"...I'm like ooh a puppy? a spa? married (Gillian, you're allowed to be sighing here :) ). She managed to laugh and say, no just come on over. So I get in the car and am thinking oooh puppy, puppy breath, puppy fur, puppy teeeth.
I drive past Gillian and Paul's house and there's a van out front and I can see the wrought iron fence is on the ground, I'm like oooh SPAAA. Then I do a u turn (or "chuck a uie" in Aussie) and park out front and then am going oh my and a whole lot of other bad words. Seems their neighbour across the road was reversing the turbo charged Saab and the turbo kicked in she mounted the curb and hit a tree root and was literally airborne through the metal fence and brick pillars landed in the courtyard and continued on INTO THE LIVING ROOM. Where, thankfully noone was hurt. Just a lot of broken furniture etc. There was an infant in the back of the car and apparently it is fine and was quite happy at the end of the accident, oblivious to what was happening.
Holy crap, happy new year, hey, start it with a smash! So glad that my friends and their friends staying with them are ok.