Hi folks. Thanks to those who have contacted me directly, and to Chris for starting this thread.
Just letting you know I'm not dead. I've just been going through a bit of a shit storm lately. Laverda forum has necessarily taken a lower priority than general life issues, and probably will for a while yet.
Just to fill you in on what's been happening, my sister and I own a property together that used to belong to our parents. It's a house with a flat underneath. My sister lived in the downstairs flat while I had a tenant upstairs. My sister (Katrina) was a pre-war baby and I'm a post war baby boomer, so there's a 12 year age difference between us. She is now 84 years old. She's been divorced for a long time and her 50 year old daughter is living in Sydney, so Katrina lives on her own.
On the night of 6th August, the upstairs tenant (also an elderly lady, Margaret) had a stupid accident with an electric bar type radiator and set fire to her bedding, which ignited the curtain and then the fire spread very quickly via the 1970's wood panel internal walls and got out of control within minutes. The entire top floor was gutted. Margaret managed to get out with only minor burns and raise the alarm. My sister got out too, so there was no loss of life, except for Margaret's budgie.
However, the house is a wreck, no longer habitable. The upper level was declared a safety hazard and was demolished down to the floor slab. The lower level is still intact, barely affected by the fire, but with substantial smoke and water damage.
On the night of the fire, we (myself and neighbours) had two distraught elderly women to deal with. Margaret (who got out in only her nightie and bare feet), and my sister who hadn't yet gone to bed so was still dressed. Both of whom were suddenly homeless and in emotional distress. Poor old Margaret looked so distressed I thought she was going to have a heart attack and die, but neighbours took her in, found her some warm clothes and comforted her while an ambulance came to deal with her burns. My sister was more stunned than in emotional distress. After the fire had been brought under control I took her home to stay with me.
The next day she and I went back to pick up her car and salvage what we could of her clothes and other useful stuff. I emptied out her fridge and freezer and took all her (vegan) food to my place. She wasn't with it at all, she was grabbing useless stuff like a bar of soap and a packet of drinking straws. She was obviously in some kind of mental fog and had no idea what she was doing. She still has no memory of this because of her state of mind at the time. Most of her clothes were OK. Some needed the smokey smell washed out of them but at least she had some stuff to wear.
It's been over a month now. My sister is now in a temporary rental house paid for by the insurance company (they only pay for 12 months rental).
She is starting to recover her wits but is still somewhat scatter-brained. I guess it's partly her age and partly the trauma. She obviously has PTSD. I don't yet know whether she'll fully recover mentally. She may end up going into aged care. I seem to be the only person helping her through this as I'm her nearest relative, geographically speaking. I live only a few minutes away. Her daughter is planning a 2-week visit next month.
Most of the contents from her downstairs unit are presently in storage and being sorted through by her contents insurer to work out what's recoverable and what's a wrie-off due to smoke and water damage.
I've been doing all the insurance stuff. Lodging the building claim and my sister's contents claim (different bloody insurers FFS!), negotiating with a seemingly endless array of people dealing with it. There's been umpteen site visits by various people with clipboards, cameras, measuring tapes, etc., but at present I still don't know what the insurance company will decide to do with the building.
The top floor has been demolished and the bottom floor boarded up. I've been told they have engineers working in conjunction with the building authorities to determine whether the lower floor is up to current code to rebuild the top floor on top of. If it's decided that the bottom floor doesn't comply with current building regs, and remedial works are not practical, they'll demolish that too, but they don't seem to be in any hurry to make a decision.
Images below show before, during and after. It's a bloody mess now. It didn't occur to me to take a photo when it was fully engulfed in flames. I think I was too busy looking after distressed people.
I was expecting a nice quiet retirement. Not having to deal with this shit.
