I am, of course, talking about the 5.2 magnitude earthquake that rumbled its way across our region from Lincolnshire in the early hours of Wednesday morning.

For my part, I did hear it, and embarrassingly, my immediate assumption was that burglars were trying to break into the house, causing me to rush downstairs in my night clothes wielding my tennis racquet.

I admit I was mildly interested to learn it was an earthquake, but the amount of coverage it received post-tremor suggests a slight
over-reaction.

The BBC reported a Lincolnshire police statement that said: "There is some slight structural damage, cracks and a couple of chimneys damaged."

One unfortunate man did break his pelvis from some falling masonry in his home, but that seemed to be the extent of the injuries across the country.

Norfolk police also reported no injuries or serious structural damage the morning after.

The Sun got very excited of course, reporting the comments of one man from Leicester who said he saw a fissure in his neighbour's garden: "There was a big crack through the ground and there was smoke and flames coming out. It was spitting things out. It was eight-foot long and two-foot wide," he said.

I don't know about you, but I think this is about as likely me being able to take on a group of burglars dressed in my PJs and armed with nothing other than a tennis racquet.

There were reports of 'costly payouts' for insurance companies.

But with claims expected to reach about £30 million, it is, in reality, pocket change compared with the £3 billion paid out for last year's flooding in places such as Tewkesbury and Hull.

Okay, tremors of that magnitude don't happen all that often, but was it that much of an earth shattering event?