(actually that's not quite true. my absolutely first thought was that the Cat had done something unspecified, but as soon as I realised he was in his hammock, giving me a dirty look or having woken him up, my thoughts went to accidents not earthquakes. But I have learned that earthquakes are another of things which, according to the cat, are entirely my fault)
But it seems that there was a 4.4 Magnitude earthquake, centred on Cwmllynfell in South Wales, which is around 70 miles from here, as the crow flies (or the tremor travels)
It's my first earthquake. Or at least the first I've noticed. A quick perusal of the BGS's website shows me that it is the 16th earthquake in the UK this year, although larger than most - apparently we get one this size about once every 2 to 3 years. Just never one which I've personally felt, before.
It doesn't seem to have caused any damage here. The pictures on the walls rattled, my toothbrush fell over, and the sparrows outside went quiet for a moment or two, but that's about it.
Very odd sensation, though, and I am glad we do not make habit of having them.
(all my Californian friends, and others in earthquake zones may now laugh!)
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My first earthquake was in Oakland, but after living in New Orleans for so long, I really thought that a large truck was rumbling past and shaking the house (as which happens in New Orleans in old houses quite often).
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