That was scary. We were having a quiet coffee downstairs when we heard a noise rather like the one that a house makes when it falls down. A tsunami of bangs and crashes that must have lasted a minute or so. We hurried upstairs to find out what was left of the top half of the building and expecting not to find much..
It turns out that one of my shelves along the top of my project room had come loose, depositing onto the floor all the boxes and bits and bobs I’ve been stashing up there for the last few years. The good news is that nothing was broken that didn’t deserve it. I’ve put most of the stuff back, given everything a proper tighten and I’m going to keep an eye on it in future. Such excitement.