Slightly shocked this morning to hear that we are moving to the earthquake capital of the UK. Well sort of. There have been earthquakes in Broadstairs before you know.
In 1580.
On the flat - thanks to our current landlord, who has a severe lack-of-urgency deficiency (don't ask me about the bathroom incident...I'll be here all day), we still haven't got the final nod. Should be a formality though as work reference and credit checks were all fine..so hoping Monday.
Today's title is a tribute to the excellent 1974 disaster film 'Earthquake' - much loved in my house when I was young for its silly dialogue.
