Earthquake!

Yeah, we had an earthquake in the middle of the night here. Most of us were sleeping; some of us were up, but the gist of it is that we hit a lovely 5.3 on the Richter scale last night.

I thought I was on a train; it felt like that, but then I came to full awareness and realized I was still in my room at the Carriage House and that the moving was from something else.

It was when everyone else on the floor started running out of their rooms and going, "What is it?" "It's an earthquake!" "In ENGLAND?"

Apparently the epicenter was practically just under us in Market Rasen, which is about 50 miles from here.

We're all fine here; there was apparently some damage to homes in the shire we're in but no one hurt too badly. One of the cherubs in the Long Gallery tipped himself over (but he's been put back where he belongs). Someone in Yorkshire had their chimney fall in on them, but apparently they weren't hurt too badly.

So don't panic or anything: but I just survived an earthquake.

We're going to see Belvoir (pronounced Beaver) Castle today and we're going to learn more about the Manor. Hopefully everything's still intact (ha ha).

Cheers,
Bec