I was at work and caught in the thick of the hail storm. While I wasn't frightened, I was wondering how much of a pounding windows could take before they started to smash. Where I was the hail was the size of marbles. Clearly it takes larger hail stones to smash glass, and there were larger hail stones further out of the city to the east. My day at work turned out to be very interesting indeed, but I finished work on time, which is what is important to me, as my employer works me to the minute to maximise what blood they can get from me, so I repay their generosity.
R was at home and taking a nap. He was awoken by the hail smashing into our windows. He thought I had came home unexpectedly which is odd, because I am not a crash about sort of person. But then he says he was in a very sound sleep and awoke with such a start.
He took a few snaps. Personally, I have seen worse flooding but not hail as bad. Sister and Bone Doctor and Little Jo were in Melbourne for what was supposed to be a flying visit while BD sat an exam in Alphington. Sister and Little Jo picnicked in a nearby park and saw the weather coming. They were amused by batting the hail stones away from the windscreen with the wipers. They all came here and so R entertained them and they then went out for a meal before they attempted to tackle the West Gate Bridge to get home.
Here a couple of snaps R took.