An earthquake hit Britain early this morning. Measuring 5.2 on the Richter scale, it shook the country from London to Manchester and places in between.
Although Mr.R and I tossed and turned most of the night, we didn’t feel the quake. The first we heard of it was when our friend H, up north, sent a message on Skype asking us if we felt it too. He’s having structural work done in his house and understandably cursed the builders, thinking that their handy work was coming undone!
Looks like Mr.R and I slept through the strongest earthquake Britain has felt in 25 years!