It now seems the quake was around magnitude 6.1 or 6.2. I haven’t heard any damage reports from Reykjavík, but around 30 people were injured near the epicenter in Selfoss and Hveragerði, none of them seriously, and there was a lot of property damage. One farm outbuilding collapsed, killing a number of sheep, but I expect some houses will have been damaged beyond repair and will have to be torn down.
Iceland lies on top of two tectonic plates that are moving away from each other at a rate of a few centimetres a year, and this causes the earthquakes. Since the big one yesterday there has been an almost constant seismic activity in the area, but only one that was worrying, about 4 on the Richter scale. It is unlikely that we will ever experience earthquakes on the magnitude of the recent one in China, because the really big quakes are caused by tectonic plates that are grinding together.
I think we may have to have an emergency drill at work soon. When the quake hit, we all just sat there like idiots and didn’t try to either get out of the house or duck under the tables. I am pretty sure we would have panicked and run around in circles tripping over our own feet if things had started falling down, instead of proceeding to the exits.
I have just experienced the biggest earthquake of my life. At a quarter to four the building started shaking and continued for maybe 10 seconds. They are saying on the news it was a 6.4 to 6.8 on the Richter scale and originated near Selfoss.
The most common and noticeable graffiti in Iceland in the early to mid eighties was scribblings by teenagers declaring their allegiance to one of two musical groups: Wham! or Duran Duran. Almost every bus stop shelter sported the names of both groups in various colours, sizes, bad handwriting and multiple crossings-out. It was the era of teased mullets and pink legwarmers, huge shoulder pads and Miami Vice, Fame, Footloose and Flashdance (not to mention the first Terminator movie), and the blossoming of the music video.
If you belonged to a Wham! clique you risked expulsion if you so much as suggested that Duran Duran were anything other than the Spawn of Satan, and vice versa. Being a musical omnivore, I liked both. I thought Wham! were cute and I liked to dance to their music, while Duran Duran were cool and I liked to listen to them. Liking both and refusing to say which I liked better was heresy to both factions and didn’t earn me any friends. You were allowed to like other groups, like Culture Club, Adam and the Ants, Kajagoogoo, Spandau Ballet and even Kiss, whichever clique you belonged to, but you had to say you were a Wham! fan or a Duran Duran fan before you would be fully accepted.
Time has now showed which group had more staying power: Duran Duran is still playing while Wham! had a brief life span from 1981 to 1986, and I only hear 2 of their songs on the radio now and then: Wake me up before you go go, and in the Christmas season, Last Christmas; while I regularly hear a number of Duran Duran songs from the same time period, like Girls on film, Planet earth, Hungry like the wolf, Rio and Save a prayer. Duran Duran’s music also seems to have aged better, while Wham! music is usually played as an example of 80s pop and included on nostalgic party albums.
Even now, when people discover you were a teenager in the eighties, one of the things they will ask you is whether you were a Wham! fan or a Duran Duran fan. If it’s Duran Duran, you’re cool, if it was Wham! they look at you with pity and change the subject.