About 1am there was a whooshing noise. Then the room shook. I remembered that from my extensive eartquake experience (1984) that this was what it was. Part of me wondered if it was a haunting. Or indeed my fruit and veg induced dietary wind. Breakfast TV informed me it was a 5.2 centred in Lincolnshire. I checked in at home to confirm I had survived. Then braved breakfast. Cereal and milk. Then fruit and yoghurt. Coffee. Surrounded by inconsiderate sods troughing huge cooked breakfasts. Don't they realise.
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