The sky is clear and icy blue as we walk across Waterloo Bridge on New Year's Day. It is so, so cold we hurry along, heads down, unable to feel our fingers, ears and toes. A comfortable, deeply hungover silence sits between us and is broken only by a silver MG parked by the side of the road. We both stop, turn, and stare at the car as it emits the most peculiar noise; a loud, shrill keening, unlike any car alarm known to man. It shrieks again, but this time, looking up, we see the real source of the noise, a large, plump seagull sitting atop a lampost, immune to the cold and full of the spoils of low tide. Independently yet simultaneously, we both start to laugh at our mistake, then laugh harder as we realise the error is two-fold.
Tuesday, 20 January 2009
A Bridge Too Far
The sky is clear and icy blue as we walk across Waterloo Bridge on New Year's Day. It is so, so cold we hurry along, heads down, unable to feel our fingers, ears and toes. A comfortable, deeply hungover silence sits between us and is broken only by a silver MG parked by the side of the road. We both stop, turn, and stare at the car as it emits the most peculiar noise; a loud, shrill keening, unlike any car alarm known to man. It shrieks again, but this time, looking up, we see the real source of the noise, a large, plump seagull sitting atop a lampost, immune to the cold and full of the spoils of low tide. Independently yet simultaneously, we both start to laugh at our mistake, then laugh harder as we realise the error is two-fold.
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Not unlike cellphone ring tones, we should be able to choose our own car alarm sounds. I'd go for a raucous seagull. Or maybe an angry walrus!
Of course, as I usually pilot a pushbike, certain other changes would need to be made...
I believe that was the same kind of car alarm the Flinstones had.
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