(I have some white lilies that always bloom around earthquake anniversary day. Also I always know the earthquake anniversary is coming up because a) I have a calendar and b) my peaches ripen: in 2011 spending a day with my mother bottling All The Peaches was one of the 10 productive things I did the weekend before the quake. I ate my first peach of the year this Wednesday.)
In other personal earthquake recovery news... Okay, so a bit over three years ago EQC were repairing my house when another aftershock hit. The workers there at the time pointed out some things I ought to get someone to look at so I put in another claim. Also they removed my gasfire to take down my fireplace because it was made of brick, and couldn't put a new gasfire in because the person (seriously. The. Person. In the whole city) who approved new gasfire installations was on holiday, but after several months, winter encroaching, and me playing the asthma card, I finally got a new one put in - just the installers didn't also do the fireplace surround.
Thereafter, every six months I'd get a phone call saying in bewilderment "So it looks like you haven't signed off on the work?" and I'd explain, "That's because you haven't finished the work," and they'd say, "Oh! Oh, we'd better get right on that!" and I'd be all, "Yeah. Sure. Talk to you again in six months, huh?"
So when, in September last year, I got a phone call from EQC, and had done blurting out "Oh my god!" in my surprise thereat, I didn't actually have terribly high hopes of anything coming from it. And they said they were the Remediation Team and they said they probably wouldn't get to me until February/March/April, but they'd call again in December, and I shrugged because all I wanted to know (or was capable of crediting) was that I was still in the system.
But then they called in December. And they called back in January. And then they called to make an appointment for a site visit. And then they came to the site visit. And they called for a followup to the site visit, and I've gone so far in my trust of them as to pick out some possible tiles for the gasfire surround.
They have said they're unlikely to do anything about the damage from my other claim, because reasons (the salient reason, though they didn't say it, ultimately being that they've been fixing the whole city for four and a half years and money is finite and they're not as generous as they were when they first started fixing my house). I hadn't expected much because it is pretty minor, so as long as they fix up my fireplace I'll be happy.
(Because then I'll be able to put my books back up - long packed in boxes out of the way of plaster-dust - and get started in my plan to replace my threadbare 70s carpet with nice thick carpet plus the luxury of underlay. And while I'm at it maybe splurge and replace the sofa suite I got second-hand for $100 with a suite less battered and begrimed. The only downside of either of these things is the immense difficulty one has these days to buy anything in a colour other than some shade of beige or grey.)