Did the Earth Move for You?
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 ;)
Becky bought a big fat bag of JAM doughnuts, which she insisted were Jelly Doughnuts, but they weren't because the bag specifically said JAM on it.
It's this sort of pungent sweet musty smell, like everybody from whom I've brought anything on eBay smokes Turkish or Russian cigarettes and hordes away electronic gadgetry and EE Doc Smith & Sci Fi novels in dusty corners, the treasures finally squeezed into padded Jiffy bags with one last puff of foreign-flavoured nicotine to wish the items luck on their way to the leafy suburbs of green & pleasant Hampshire.



'Stardust' - Neil Gaiman
'Dispatches' - Michael Herr
'Human Punk' - John King
'The Ecology of Commerce: A Declaration of Sustainability' - Paul Hawken
'The Devil in the White City' - Erik Larson
'Joe Strummer and the Legend of The Clash' - Kris Needs
'In Praise of SLOW' - Carl Honore
'Emperor: Death of Kings' - Conn Iggulden
'It's not about the bike' - Lance Armstrong
'The Texts of Festival' - Mick Farren
Laurent Garnier - 'Unreasonable Behaviour'
System of a Down - 'Mesmerize'.
Hawkwind - 'Live Chronicles'
Kraftwerk - 'Tour de France'

