Did the Earth Move for You?
Wednesday: 00:30
Becky had just gone to bed and I was not long behind her. I crawled into the sack but my mind was still racing, having just slaved over a client’s website for the last couple of hours whilst keeping one eye on The Wedding Crashers.
I was tired to say the least. And yet, when my head touched the pillow, I was not ready to sleep.
It was nearly 1am. I lay there; tired, brain still in overdrive, contemplating going back downstairs to work until Xam. I heard a noise. A rattle. Or a scratch? It was like my cat repeatedly scratching on the door, it sort of came from that direction.
I got up. Saffron was not at the bedroom door, so it must have been from the ground floor. She must have locked herself in the sitting room, so I went downstairs. I opened the lounge door and she was there on her blanket, curled up and cosy.
Hah, I must have been going mad, hearing rattles in the middle of the night. To bed. To sleep. Perchance to have some meaningful dream and wake up with an answer to save the planet, to world peace, to make a million…
Wednesday: 09:00
I roll into work and my boss says “Did you hear there was an earthquake last night?”
Funny that – I heard someone talking about earthquakes on the radio on my drive in…
And it seems that there was an earthquake here in England last night. It was a couple of hundred miles away but it measured 5.3 on the sphincter scale. It must have shaken the house ever-so gently here in Farnborough.
Something similar happened a few years back when I heard things go kaboom in the night.
Peace to the night owls 
Funny,
years ago, when I was first married there was an earthquake, a real rarity where I am.
I was sleeping deeply (also a rarity) and was awakened by my husband calling “ANNIE, ANNIE!” I slowly roused, woke up, and sat up next to him in the bed. The whole house was moving back and forth.
Anyhow, next day we realized it had indeed been an earthquake.
I said to my husband, “why is it you choose to wake me up out of a sound sleep for that?”
And he said “Well, I wanted to say goodbye…”
Annie Van Bergen: Crikey, Annie, that must have been some earthquake. Our English one was so miniscule (at least it was here, 200 miles away) that had I not been awake I wouldn’t have noticed it; Becky stayed asleep the whole time.
A friend just 2 miles up the road said his bed was moving!
you know, you’d like to imagine all sorts of excitement and mayhem when an earthquake hits – there was one when i first moved to godforsaken wyoming and i didn’t even feel my dishes rattle. i was highly disappointed.
did your friend specifically say the earthquake was why his bed was moving?
I read something about that the other day and thought “Huh, strange.”
“…it measured 5.3 on the sphincter scale…”
Am I the only one that thought that was funny?! Ha.
Maybe David Icke was right, just not about the turquoise trackies. I had the same rude notions that Rebekah had about your friend.
Your KABOOM link has an extra /blogger.com in front of it.
A vicious person tagged me, now i’m tagging your good self.
Vicious Summer: Thanks Summer, I thought nobody had noticed
BulbBoy: Suley was not doing anything naughty so stop now! LOL
Got that link sorted, cheers dude
Oh frig, I got tagged! Better do something about it then…