Turns out that there was an earthquake here yesterday at 10:45 am. At that time, The Man of the Place and I were driving back from an early morning mission in Carlisle to get ourselves some new sofas. We got in there just as they were opening up for business, found what we wanted, bought it and left within 45 minutes. Yesterday was Boxing Day in the UK and it is also recognised as the day of the big furniture sales. Interest free financing over a thousand years and no fees for delivery or anything. On top of that, all the furniture is marked down. If you can hold out until Boxing Day for your furniture purchases, then you can save a bit of cash. We need more furniture to fill up the HUGE space that is our new front room. The furniture we found was off in the "discount room" filled with former showroom stuff and returned items. The old stuff that we have now is just too sad, stained and saggy to be put in such a stylish new room. Photos when it arrives sometime after the New Year. I digress . . . .
At 10:45 we were on the motorway headed back up into Scotland when it struck. The epicentre of the quake was in Dumfries itself. Apparently it rattled windows and rattled the nerves of a few Doonhamers (Dumfries folk). It lasted about 10 seconds and then that was it. No structural damage, no broken windows, just a bunch of people saying "What the heck was THAT?"
Nothing was felt out here in our village. In fact, most didn't know there had been an earthquake until I asked them about it.