My Number One Childhood Fear.

I mean, getting pissed with your friends at the Beach House is all very well, but lets face it, if there was a tsunami, you'd be potato mash for dinner. I can't tell you how many sleepless nights at the beach house i have spent shivering in my bed, counting my final seconds of life after a loud booom of the surf. Too bad I live in Western Australia, or these notes may have calmed my fears a bit, rather then just excite them: Prepare for a Tsunami in South Australia coast. Either way, it has some important notes to keep in the back of your mind, in case of a Tsunami. Or is it safe enough to keep it all the way in the back?