A bit earlier maybe.
I was out with the dog just after 6, and around 6:30 I thought I heard a loud noise, and the dog reacted as if he had too - he hates thunder, fireworks, loud rain - any kid of loud noise.
I was over the other side of the vallley from you, up by the mast, so probably only a couple of miles from you as the crow flies.
I don't know what it was - I had the radio on, although only with a single AirPod, so I wasn't able to fully register what it may have been.Yes that sounds about right. I was dozing when I heard the first one so only noted the time of the second. Odd. Do you think it was thunder then?
Ulloa penalty falls to earth?
Funnily enough I did see a football in the Nepcote Green pond the other day. I wondered then if it was his.Ulloa penalty falls to earth?
I concur to that, only the noisy builders that seem to have a combination of tourettes l and loud whistles?Not a peep here in the sleepy, bucolic hamlet of London.
Better an empty house than an angry tenant.Or maybe it was Bozza’s dog letting a couple rip?
I mean, he’s bound to react. Looking up at his master and saying, “what me?”