I’m generally a late sleeper, the last to retire by a long way. Last night I went to bed at about 1.30am and my wife woke up to say ‘you’re going to think I’m silly or something,’ which I thought was a really weird thing to say immediately upon waking. She then went on to explain how at 1am the bed started vibrating and she thought the wall was falling down.

I wasn’t sure what to say. Things had already been a bit weird with my son laughing out loud - for a long time - in his ‘eyes wide open’ sleep. He was running a temperature and so on. There’s a virus going round.

I kept insisting that she must have been dreaming, but she insisted that she had been wide awake. So I kept asking exactly what the noise was, how loud it was, how did the bed move, all to try and figure out an explanation. I thought it might be the vibrations from a police helicopter that had flown past earlier, but it didn’t get that close to the house. It was too late and too weird to figure out alternatives. I said that it couldn’t be an earthquake, as they are so rare in the UK, although it seemed to be the only explanation short of a demon under the bed. Today, we found out that there was, in fact, an earthquake in the UK.

It’s a Sherlock Holmes said - “After you’ve eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.”