At 12.57 am on Tuesday morning, we were woken up (as was the rest of the country) by the violent shaking and rumbling of an earthquake. It was very frightening, especially when our bed is situated beneath the chimney. I would imagine that we would have been even more concerned if it had been daylight and we had seen the furniture bouncing around. Sarah was very worried and rushed into our bedroom in a panic. Jamie emerged a few minutes later to ask what it was and then promptly went back to sleep. Sue and I slept restlessly until 4.00am when there was another minor tremor and something large in the loft fell over with a bang. On inspection during daylight, there appeared to be no damage to the house.
Later at school, I decided to take advantage of the overnight excitement and got my class to write about their experience. Even though it didn’t fit in with the prescribed Literacy Hour they composed some delightful poetry on earthquakes.
On Thursday the rest of the oak doors I had ordered arrived, unfortunately, when moving them into the house I celebrated by dropping one on my foot. OUCH!!!
On Friday Sue and I went to see a film called ‘Only’ at the Little Theatre in town. It is set in Ireland and is about the music industry. Very entertaining, I can recommend it.
Charlotte came to stay overnight with Lucas on Saturday, back home in Balderton, Suraj was having a poker weekend with some of his friends and neighbours.
On Saturday, I coached the colts against a local Northampton side. Stupidly, before the game, as I demonstrated to our penalty taker how to kick a goal into the wind, my foot exploded in pain (Yes, it served me right). I think must be at an age where I am too old to learn from past follies, so no doubt I will do it again!
In the evening Sue and I went to a fancy dress party in celebration of a friend’s 60th birthday (Jim). Predictably, because of my foot, I couldn’t dance, but I did attempt a run across the room and passed a rugby ball to the birthday boy, emulating ten years ago the pass that I gave which led to him scoring a try on his 50th birthday (very painful!!!).
While Sue and I were partying, Sarah had a Swimming Gala. She swam in the adults’ section and surprisingly came first in a couple of races. After the Gala, Charlotte and Sarah spent most of the rest of the night painting their nails and cleaning up the sick from a quite poorly Lucas (I think I know which of us had the better night!)
Mother’s Day: Charlotte, Jamie and Sarah gave Sue some lovely presents and also did the washing up. Sue insisted on making Sunday dinner and nobody seemed to object. In the afternoon, I planted some gladiola, Jamie washed his car, Lucas and Charlotte fell asleep on the settee, and Sarah went on the internet while Sue read the newspaper.