This morning the alarm went off, loud enough to wake the dead.
We don't usually use the bedside clock as an alarm clock- usually we awake at 6 am to the dulcet tones, (not), of the hubby's blackberry. Both knackered parents shot bolt upright in bed, startled like deer in headlights . Dazed, confused, disorientation turning rapidly to panic. What was that noise?!!!
Was it a fire?
Was it the phone? (In which case, who had died?).....
I shall tell you what it was, it was 5 bl***y am.!
Me thinks I have a born jester or prankster on my hands?
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