Yesterday’s dust storm dashed br unrealistic pretension about br Nature’s propriety – there’s br nothing better expressed than br severely reduced visibility br br Seeing just 300 metres at a pinch br suggests something akin to dusk br at midday; the stench of it rasped br crudely with each breath and eyes br vexed with the grit br br It had come a long way,3,000 km br from origins south blanketing towns br and cities delaying schedules playing br all merry hell up the coastline – br it wasn’t just me complaining br © 24 September 2009, I. D.