Email from Matt [13:30]:
Am trapped in the house, Mrs C is doing a full house overhaul, Mogs is looking up at me expectantly and we have just been hit by another quake shock!
I need to meet Ruairi in town at 3 ish and am trapped, this will require cunning and bluff and no more earthquake shocks, I’m not sure this old house can take them!
Oh dear. We’re not allowed pets in the flat so I hope Mogs gets smuggled out without detection!
Yes, and more earthquakes it seems. Last night I got woken up at about 4.40am by a tremor. I felt like I was surfing my duvet, very peculiar.
Haven’t got around to writing up the weekend’s events yet, I started to do so at about 5 in the morning on Saturday night but then couldn’t connect to LiveJournal. That was infuriating. I suppose I might get around to that later.
Work is dull, spent lunchtime tweaking the Flash piece Vile asked me to do and I think it’s a lot tidier now. Fairly happy with it here but I’d like to test it out on dial-up when I get home to be sure.
Chris is in France this week so no pool or pub at lunchtimes. I popped out earlier to get a bite to eat and drove past what looked like an interesting looking path leading through a graveyard and out of curiousity stopped the car to see where it went. I was hoping that it might cut through the cemetary and erupt out to a cool view or something.
Still, I suppose I got a touch of fresh air.