After a couple of false starts, the race towards summer is on. We feared the sun-kissed season had been cancelled this year. The starting pistol was an earthquake beneath our feet at 4am yesterday morning. Just a tiddler of a tremor at 3.1. Liam woke with a jolt and went in search of fault lines. I slept like a baby through the whole thing.
Perking the Pansies 
I wish you lots of sun and no more tremors, before you take your leave!!
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God, I hope so.
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hahaha! Remind me of the time I slept through a tornado. Seriously.
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😉
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Just rock-a-bye baby, to some, isn’t it?
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Certainly is!
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I thought it was just me who felt the earth move!!
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You should be so lucky 😉
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. . no sense; no feeling! 😀
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Jack, I too have been in an earthquake – the lovely Debbie Fletcher of Fletcherville, Spain! We went to see her – and rufty tufty John – for the opening of their new kennels and it´s shifted the plaques below us, I can tell you! She´s a doll, John is hero and all the dogs and birds are glorious. Long live the power of the internet to shift the ground under our feet!
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I’m very jealous. Debs is fab and John sounds gorgeous! Glad you enjoyed it.
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I slept through the tremor but couldn’t sleep through the annoying man testing the microphone in the football stadium at 7:45 this morning. As he didn’t need to use it until 10am, I found this a bit excessive.
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Poor you. Give that woman a drink! 😉
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By 10am it probably didn’t work anyway! 😉
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