On the morning of the 4th September 2010, I awoke to find our double storey home in the grips of a major earthquake. The bed was jumping and shaking and the house groaned as it stretched to its limits. I tried repeatedly to run to the doorway but the force of the quake flung me against the window, over and over again. I was convinced the wall was going to give way and I would end up in the garden below. An hour later with the electricity off, the family huddled over our car radio listening to news reports of the major 7.1 earthquake that had torn Canterbury apart. I'd been a keen photographer...