The worst kind of call   27/3/2006

Beloved and I were driving back from a couple of days in the country yesterday when we received the most dreaded type of phone call: A friend saying there’s no need for alarm but there’s been an accident.
So the alarm meter goes into red line territory!
Our son, Tim, was a guest at this party on Saturday night:
A GROUP of children had cheated death by a matter of minutes when a balcony collapsed during a 21st birthday party.
Police said the children, all relatives under the age of 10 of birthday boy Daniel Reddie, had been playing underneath the timber balcony just before it gave way under about 50 revellers in Geelong on Saturday night.
Six people were yesterday in hospital with multiple fractures and another 17 were nursing injuries following the horror incident.

After several failed attempts to call Tim from poor mobile phone reception country, we eventually hooked up with him, to find he was OK.
He was on the balcony when it collapsed and rode it four metres to the ground. Apart from a slightly sore back, he survived unscathed but was unnerved by the panic and hysteria that arose. And no doubt cheesed the party ended early.
Our reporter was on the scene within minutes. Capping off an already busy day, he was driving home from covering the Commonwealth Games when he spotted the chaos from the Barwon Bridge.
Tim was most impressed that someone from the paper was there before many from the emergency services.

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