Saturday night/Sunday morning about 12:30 I heard so much helicopter activity in the air, I had to get out of bed to see what was going on. There was a helicopter hovering in the air nearby. I assumed there was a criminal situation of some kind and went back to bed.
Leo had the whole scoop of the story before breakfast via twitter and Facebook. Some of the kids involved go to his school.
A 15 year old and 17 year old decided to have a party for their friends while their father was out of town.
They publicized the party on Facebook.
What was meant to be 30 friends turned into 200 random people trying to come join the fun. The teens ended up barricading themselves in a bedroom while the frenzy of people denied entry broke into their home with anything they could find (including tree stakes pulled from the ground!), ransacked the house, and stole anything they could carry.
I feel terrible for the family. I feel bad for the kids. I can't imagine what the father thought when he heard about it. I can't imagine cleaning up the damages.
It's so extreme. The stories they will tell the grandkids.
Oh wait. How do you tell this story? Perhaps only the neighbors will pass this one down. But it is most certain they will never live it down.
P.S. Notice the irrelevant references to race in the article. Melbourne is very culturally diverse. In face it is rare that I come across someone actually born in Australia. The native Aussie's seem less than thrilled about that.