People came together and shared what they did not have and gave items to people they did not know. Caring and sharing was politic.

What has happened? Why are we now pushing and shoving in supermarkets?

If it is the same people buying the same things two or three times a week, give someone else a go.

During the bushfires, there were areas where people could pick up essential items. Perhaps they should be reinstated.

My regular information tables for the Eurobodalla Renal Support Group and Organ Donor Awareness will not be held in the Bridge Plaza until the end of April.

I went through primary school back in the 1950s.

We did a lot of marching then. I think it is a pity that marching is somehow associated with war, because marching did a lot for us children. It is really a type of dance and helps to create a feeling of teamwork, exercises coordination and promotes the tackling of any journey by taking one step at a time, together.

It was good training for disaster. If we could think of going through the COVID-19 crisis like marching through it together, I think we would be more efficient and relaxed.

In a time of recommended social distancing, I am not suggesting we literally march together, but just to imagine we can. If we could think of fitting in with the restrictions as being only marking time: left, right; left, right on the spot together - we would realize we are not in retreat or stampede.

A brief recap on our unforgettable summer: on New Year's Eve, the power went off at 8.30am and as the outskirts of Moruya and surrounding areas were being evacuated, we became an unofficial refugee centre for the local community.

At least 30 people slept in the club, from as far Pennant Hills; Frankston Victoria; Canberra and Eurobodalla Shire residents who had nothing but the clothes on their backs.

Our chef fed them free lunch and dinner and we cooked them breakfast the next morning.

My assistant manager Matt Bell, his partner Kara and young son Tyler, and duty manager Geoffrey McWhinney slept at the club so people could use our toilets and facilities.

Then on Friday and Saturday, January 3 and 4, we had 60 camps around the perimeter of the club, as well as staff, patrons and their pets sleeping inside.

We fed more than 180 people on Saturday night when the power was off and our bar and wait staff catered for our patrons and refugees even as fire threatened their own homes.

On Thursday, January 23, when Moruya came under direct threat, once again we became an evacuation centre for locals and visitors, their pets and belongings (some even packed in wheelbarrows).

Amidst the chaos and anxiety that night we fed more than 140 people, with dogs, cats and pet birds looking on.

We would like thank the Rural Fire Service (RFS) and other emergency services which served and protected our community. On Sunday, March 1, we raised $2500 for the RFS.

When the time is right, we invite you to visit the friendliest club on the Coast.