A statue of William Rolleston, a founding father of Christchurch, lies head-first in the paving on the avenue named for him.

Mother Earth heaved him and many others downwards on Tuesday; a savage 6.3 quake none of us expected; nearly six months on from September 4’s wake-up call, we had thought the worst was over.
A statue and a building can be repaired or replaced.
Not loved ones. The death toll will without much doubt climb into triple figures.
Perhaps we were tempting fate by saying time and again how lucky we were to escape September 4 and Boxing Day’s reprise without a single fatality?
Tonight the first names of victims were released; two men, two babies, all from Christchurch.
May they rest in peace.
The full list will stretch around the planet as the growing international media presence attests.
A friend tonight told how he and his son were eating lunch in the Square at 12.50 on Tuesday when the quake struck. 
He saw three people thrown out of the Cathedral’s tower to the ground, 30m below. The police believe perhaps six and as many as 20 people may still under the rubble. Many if not most are likely to be tourists.
Phil Goff and I walked to the Cathedral today. Two weeks ago, I’d toured Phil around with Anna Crighton, deputy chair of the Historic Places Trust, outlining our concerns for heritage buildings under threat from the two earlier quakes. We could not have believed that today the future of our city’s icon of icons, the Cathedral in the Square, is in doubt.
And so much more. Rescue workers were today preparing to retrieve a body from the top floor of The Press building. A few weeks ago, editor Andrew Holden, was giving me a hard time about the bricks from my former office, which adjoined The Press, having rained some bricks down upon his building in the Boxing Day shake. Both buildings are now severely damaged. Further up the street is the site of the Octagon restaurant, famous for its jazz as well as its food. Its owner Alan, stood outsight each evening in a fedora welcoming guests.

The Octagon had been propped up after September 4 quake. There is nothing left to prop.
Looking back up Manchester St we saw the leaning tower of Christchurch’s highest hotel, the Grand Chancellor. Unlike Pisa, this building is going to have to come down.
We didn’t walk to Latimer Square today but had both visited yesterday. Viewing the rubble of the CTV building, I thought back sadly to last Friday. CTV’s newest recruit, Emily Cooper, just a month into her career, had interviewed me. A few minutes later, Emily appeared out in front of me. Big hugs all round. She’d been out of the building 15 minutes when the quake struck. Tonight, a man hug from CTV veteran Rob Cope Williams who was also out of the building on Tuesday. Canterbury to the core, he’s planning to revive a regional television service. His young colleague Tom then told me about returning from a lunch break in time to see the building disintegrate in front of him. There may still be as many as 80 people under the rubble.
The last major stop for Phil and I today was at the Pyne Gould building. Yesterday I’d spent two hours there as the rescue of a trapped woman unfolded. On arriving, I turned to the man to my left and asked if he knew the woman. He said “Yes, she’s my wife!” Graham Richardson had visited the site the previous afternoon and gone home expecting the very worst. His wife of 10 years, Ann, had worked on the third floor. It was sandwiched between floors four and one.
Yesterday at 11.30 he got a phone call, asking him to confirm if he was Ann’s husband. He said yes. The caller then said that Ann had asked him to call!
I stood with Graham for more than an hour as an Aussie rescue crew extricated her. He was hyperventilating by the end. More hugs were needed after she was brought out onto the platform and given a few minutes of medical attention. As they started gently lowering her, my phone rang. I’d earlier agreed to do an interview with the ABC’s lunchtime news programme. (As a journo, I was the ABC’s NZ stringer for more than 10 years.) When they learned Ann was being brought out and down, they kept the interview rolling. http://www.abc.net.au/worldtoday/content/2011/s3146560.htm
Afterwards, I encouraged Graham to come with me and to talk to waiting media, notably John Campbell. Graham was utterly elated. The wife he’d feared gone had been brought back to him. And that’s where I’ll finish for now. A story of hope triumphant; a tribute to the efforts of rescuers, both our own and from overseas, with us in our darkest hour. As stoic as we are in Christchurch, many people are feeling a bit like Rolleston – shaken off their foundations and flattened. We are going to need a helluva lot of hugs and help from you all from here on.