In an earlier post I said we don’t get earthquakes where I live. It was a claim I made with a fair degree of confidence but maybe I should have kept my mouth shut because  we’ve just had one. OK, if you come from California or Japan you would have pooh-poohed our earthquake because it only managed to measure 2.7 on the Richter scale but, for all that, it was an earthquake. And, as such, it had to be one of the most exciting things that has happened here in a long time. Of course, because it happened in the small hours, I suspect that most people slept through it. I certainly did. Still, it’s given everyone something to talk about in the post office queue.