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27 February 2008 @ 09:06 am
Earthquake  
We were woken up by the Earthquake this morning. I've never been in an earthquake before. There was one in Nottingham when we were there which I didn't notice (I forget if I slept through it or if I was away that day). Having never experienced an earthquake I was therefore more confused than anything else to be awoken by the house shaking. The sensation felt vaguely familiar (the Today program joined the dots for me this morning by noting it felt like a train going past - I grew up in a house that shook every time a goods train went past, even though we were too far from the track to hear anything) and in my confused half waking state I think I actually thought the house was moving by itself. I'm glad I didn't have the time to follow that train of thought down the - we're sleeping over the bit without foundations - remember that floor joist that crumbled because of wet rot? - in the outrigger - which next door no longer has because their one fell down - path.

"What was that?" I asked when it stopped.

"Probably an earthquake."

Oooh, excitement.

PS. I'm not surprised ladyofastolat didn't feel it. According to the Today program it was felt "as far away as Southampton"...
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wellinghallwellinghall on February 27th, 2008 09:40 am (UTC)
My colleague MorrisMan, who lives about 10 miles east of us, felt it.

I remember the one 25 years ago, and talking about it with my mum the next morning.
jendennis on February 27th, 2008 11:41 pm (UTC)
earthquake
The house where you grew up which shook when a goods train went by shook in a different way last night.
I was just deeply into rearranging bookshelves and deciding whether after all the whole lot should simply be divided into women and men writers when there was a very deep noise like a huge growl and the house started to shake and sort of rearrange itself. 'Goodness, that must have been an earthquake' I thought, as thankfully the house settled and did not shake itself to pieces and crumble away as had briefly seemed possible.
This brought to mind that when we moved in some 35 years ago the vendor, trying to encourage us that buying a tall Victorian house with only 9 inch walls was a good idea, said that it was all put together with soft mortar and the walls were very thin so that in a high wind it would just sway rather than crack. He didn't mention earthquakes!
sophievdennis on February 28th, 2008 01:39 pm (UTC)
Re: earthquake
Obligatory "I felt it too" post. Yesterday I too described it as like being in a house when a train goes past - exactly cos did feel like a good trains was thundering past on a Port Meadow which had been magically transported to the foot of the bed.

My somewhat dopey "was that an *earthquake*"? when A. finally came to bed somehow felt like abit of an understatement.

and I dread to ask but
deciding whether after all the whole lot should simply be divided into women and men writers
- what's wrong with the whole lot simply in alphabetical order?

Or are you going for the kind of complex thematic arrangement I favour which will make perfect sense to you and baffle everyone else?
jendennis on February 28th, 2008 03:14 pm (UTC)
Re: earthquake
Ah well. Did think of the alphabetical route but that would result in no categorising whatever. In fact the men/women divide arose from sorting all the whodunnits and finding that women writers predominated +++. Hence men/women whodunnits made sense and made the shelves look nice. I then found all the espionage stuff - no women writers there at all. Interesting I thought. And moved those to the front room where they occupy quite a bit of space which is looking nice and organised. Sci Fi also appears to be men only. Then all the modern literature. Again a great preponderance of women. 'Aha - should I maintain the men/women theme?' But the classics finally did for me. 'What are the classics after all? Is Grahame Greene 'classic'. Does the term classics imply any time frame. Is it pre 20th C. - No! 'Abandoned that idea. DH Lawrence is 1913 and Graham Greene 1930s. 'What about Dostoevsky?' Haven't looked out his dates - or spelling- yet. Then of course there are all the Alpine guides - in German! - another story - but would have been a problem alphabetically. Maps are a bit of a nuisance. 'But what about guide books? Has Venice really changed much in the last 30 years?' And so it goes on but keeps me amused and away from more pressing matters.