The perils of an over active imagination

So. We had an earthquake. We woke up in the middle of the night to the most godawful rumbling and rattling. The following conversation ensued:

Me: What on earth is that?

Mrs Offmessage: No idea. The house is shaking though. Could it be an earthquake?

Me: Earthquake? Unlikely

Mrs Offmessage: What is it then? I don’t like it.

Me: It’s very windy. Maybe it’s the wind?

Mrs Offmessage: Doing that?

Me: Well… Yes… Could be. The wind could be hitting the resonant frequency of the house.

(Mrs Offmessage looks sceptical)

Me: You know, like when bridges collapse

(Mrs Offmessage continues to look sceptical)

Me: It would have to be blowing from a particular direction I guess

(Mrs Offmessage rolls over)

Me: That narrow path down the side of the house could cause a funnel effect…

(Snoring…)

At least I wasn’t in bed with Ian, I guess

One thought on “The perils of an over active imagination”

  1. What do you call your “narrow path down the side of the house”? There was (and possibly still is) a raging debate in #shengsters on the subject of side-returns, alleys and ginnels.

    We have the best fun.

    “The wind could be hitting the resonant frequency of the house.”

    Geek 🙂

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