It seems the earth wants to remind us that just because it’s a new year, that doesn’t mean the end of the aftershocks. We were rudely awakened twice during the night by big ones, a 5.1 at about half past one, and then a 5.5 at quarter to six. Followed, of course, by a string of little rumbles all day (including a nice 4.8 in the middle of this evening’s ESOL lesson, which was big enough for us to pause for a few seconds to make sure it wasn’t getting any bigger before we carried on).
Real book: Black Oxen by Elizabeth Knox
E-book: Cranford by Elizabeth Gaskell
Audiobook: Beachcombers by Nancy Thayer