Good morning ,
It was 2.15am on Saturday night and I happened to be awake because my
gorgeous new man had got up to go to the loo. We'd driven down to a little cottage near Dean's Marsh, about 30 mins inland from Lorne on Victoria's Great Ocean Road, for an idyllic weekend away. Lying there in the darkness, I felt the whole cottage shake for about 15 seconds. "That's either a very big truck going past ... on a lonely country road ... or ...". I sat up, turned on the light (so he didn't stub a toe on the way back from the loo) and exclaimed, "That was an
earthquake!!" And I wondered, what on earth does one do during a big quake???