IT was like having a massive jet engine sitting beside your head – roaring incessantly like a maniac, hour after hour after hour.
As my wife and I wielded mops through much of the night of Friday, March 13 and into Saturday morning, like thousands of other Vanuatu residents in a forlorn attempt to stem the flooding of our house, the same desperate message kept pulsating through our minds.
When is it going to stop?
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