At night, it would bark at the slightest sound. I would only have to fart or switch on the radio, and that was enough to set it off for hours. So I was forced to sleep with the windows shut.
But since their dog died, I can leave the windows open wide all night, letting in all that silence and fresh air. And letting out the putrid air. It all balances up.
The downside is the dawn racket from the parrots, mynahs, and cockatoos. There's also a bell bird, which makes a tinkling noise. And a whip bird, which sounds like someone cracking a whip. It's not easy living in a tropical paradise.
Sometimes my dog joins in the racket.
I say!
ReplyDeleteAbdul, the nightwatchman, thinks he has to prove that he's not fallen asleep by coughing outside our bedroom window once an hour throughout the night. Like clockwork, so it is. At 5am the cocks start crowing. The dawn chorus in the tropics, as you know, is enthusiastic.
Far better to get most of your main sleep during the tea interval.
MM III
Mingers. Get Abdul a wifi iPod for his Xmas, then he can send you an hourly email through the night instead. You'd just have to bar access to porn sites, to keep his mind on the job.
ReplyDeleteAlbert? Get your kazoo out! You should join in! Take a solo! Hotboy
ReplyDeleteHotters. I never learned how to play a kazoo or a guitar.
ReplyDeleteAlbert? I remember once you lying about not being able to play the guitar before! You can play the ukulele which is just a wee guitar. Anyway, you could add a bit of ukulele to the dawn chorus! Can you 'When I'm Cleaning Windows?' That would help! Hotboy
ReplyDeleteI say!
ReplyDeleteSadly, Abdul never went to school, and cannot read or write.
MM III
Hotters. It's no wonder you can't tell the difference between ukes and guitars if Bellshill Reformatory never taught you to count past 4.
ReplyDeleteMingers. Abdul might still get the ukulele/guitar distinction.