So I was sitting on the sofa about 9pm yesterday, surfing with the television on, and we had an earthquake. Just a little one, or so I thought - the Christmas tree shook, the sofa shook, it was a bit scary and I froze (d'oh - next time I'm standing under a doorway like you're supposed to).
This morning it's emerged that what we felt here in Wellington was actually a 6.8 quake in Gisborne (six hours' drive away). Wow. Poor old Gisborne got it badly, with buildings damaged but no serious injuries. Luckily it was deep - apparently it was stronger than the 1987 Edgecumbe quake which I think killed people.
But I'd rather not go through that again. It was more scary than I thought it would be.
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