Sunday, December 16, 2012
Guess where I was at three o'clock this morning!
Go on, guess...
I DARE ya!
I'll tell you...
Hammering on my neighbour's front door is where I was.
Should have been curled up asleep in my bed and dreaming happy dreams, but I wasn't.
I was standing in the freezing cold and wet on my neighbour's driveway.
What is the one noise in the night guaranteed to make the most mild mannered neighbour throw a hissy fit?
I'll tell you...
She bought the car on Thursday. On Friday the wind got up in the afternoon and the car alarm started to randomly wail.
She wasn't home and this continued at odd intervals until 9pm, when she finally came home and managed to get it to stop.
I was woken by the car alarm on Saturday morning, but not at an unearthly hour, and things were quiet through the day, largely because she and the car were not home.
On Saturday evening it started again for a brief time, but we thought she had it sussed by the time we went to bed.
Sadly, however, this was a short lived respite, because at 1.45 am, the damn thing went off - three times in the space of five minutes!
Then it went quiet, and we settled back down, until just before 3am, when the damn thing went off again! And again!
And that was why I was standing outside in the cold and wet outside my neighbour's house in the middle of the night.
I'm not blaming her for this!!! Even though she can't even open the damn bonnet to disconnect the battery, which would fix the problem. (Who buys a car and doesn't even find out how to open the bonnet for whatsits sake!!!) No, I blame the unscupulous bloke who sold her a faulty car!!!
Good job I don't know who he is!
Poor woman was in tears last night after we tried and failed to get the bonnet open. I felt terrible for her! Oh, and out of curiosity, where do they hide the bonnet catch on modern cars?
Here's to a peaceful Sunday!