Well, this started last year when Timothy brought home a toy from school he received for good behaviour. Not just any toy... one that plays a silly tune...randomly...in the middle of the night. The toy was banished to a deep, dark, drawer in the lounge, never to be heard again.
This year it was time for a beeping noise from Elizabeth's room. The first thing I did was change the fire alarm's battery but... the following night BEEP again... only long enough to wake you and get to Elizabeth's room, then quiet. BEEP... BEEP... BEEP... every night at 15 minutes past midnight. We tracked it down to the bookshelf behind Elizabeth's door. Then finally one night Patrick caught it red handed... it was the Sudoku game. Stupid toy had an alarm set... go figure.
The most frequent BEEP is probably my mobile phone... just enough to wake you but so infrequent that you don't want to get out of bed to put it on the charger. Although admittedly, Patrick has a slightly lower tolerance for the BEEP and will often be the one putting phones on the charger.
This morning I went in search of yet another BEEP, this time in the cupboard in the lounge. I knew it was the fire alarm, I knew it was in the cupboard but I simply could not find it. When Patrick woke up he spent a good few minutes looking, re-arranging the whole cupboard until finally he found it on a shallow shelf sitting next to the speaker - very simple if you know where to look.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment