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Sunday 20th January 2013
Shifting sands . . .
  
So we popped back home for something . . . erm . . . I think we were going to cover up with dust sheets some more stuff in the front room, but then we realised we had pretty much already done that, so we just picked up a few items and left. A few vaguely ominous new cracks have appeared. That first picture shows a crack that has appeared in the stud bathroom wall, this wall being directly above the pantry door . . . or what was the pantry door. The pantry doesn't really have any walls or doors any more. Hmmmm. Then the other cracks are in our bedroom wall, which is directly above where the RSJ is. So yeah . . . To the right of these cracks is of course the door frame, which must have shifted slightly as well, for now our bedroom door is rather tricky to open . . . seems to rub on the carpet a lot more than previously. Also, whilst we were wandering around our bedroom, one of the floorboards make a kind of banging sound, like it suddenly dropped down a millimetre or two. M**** didn't like that.
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Yeah, so that was good. We also had some shopping to do in town, but when all these things were finished, we went for a walk somewhere around Warton. The air seemed to have this odd kind of stillness about it. Not a breeze in the air, hardly any birds . . . very, very quiet . . . and the low clouds seemed to contribute to this, swallowing up any stray sounds. It was odd; not really ominous, but just very . . . still.
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