Would You Believe it…

Police were called to a Quiet residential area when sleep was disturbed with loud noise for a third night in a row. A young man was seen banging on the door of Grannymar Gables at 2a.m. There was no trace of this young man at all the next day.

“The noise was very loud and frightening” said a weary elderly neighbour.

“That lady is usually very quiet. In fact sedate is how I would describe her.” said another.

“Well she comes from the South. She is one of them!” an elderly gentleman was heard to mutter.

Grannymar was unavailable for comment. She is believed to be in hiding!

So what is going on, I hear you ask. Now don’t all faint together, make a cup of tea and sure have a Choccie biscuit or three, just for the shock, you know. When you eat Choccie biscuits for shock, calories don’t count

Now are you ready? George take Elly out of the room, this might upset her!

It all started on Sunday. You might remember I was having a Rest Day. After many hours vegetating outdoors I felt refreshed enough to prepare a blog post for the next day. It was midnight as I battened down the hatches, set the alarm and hit the hay. Feeling relaxed I drifted off to sleep quite quickly with the BBC World Service droning softly in the background.

Suddenly I was awake and realised that the noise that woke me was not all down to ‘Sailing By’ the tune played every night as a lead in to the Fishing Weather Forecast. This sound was everywhere. Inside and outside the house – it was the Burglar Alarm! I was asleep for less than an hour. Out of the bed I hopped like a sprinter heading for the control panel, switching on lights in each room as I passed. The control panel told me that the garage was the source of concern.

I am unable to access the garage from inside my house and not wanting to venture outside in my nightwear I opened the blinds to see if anyone was about. The garage seemed secure so I reset the alarm and went back to bed. Although all was quiet I found it difficult to drop off to sleep once more. I dosed and woke repeatedly until around 6a.m. when I gave in and went to make breakfast. Later I checked the garage and the door was still locked. I turned the key and raised the door. My car was still there and everything seemed in order. No trapped birds or neighbours cats had slipped past me as I put the car away. No sign of any little mice anywhere, they are more usual in wintertime, drawn in by the heat from the central heating boiler.

My day passed as normal on Monday and soon it was time for the nightly routine of switching off, unplugging, locking up and switching on the alarm. All seemed in order and I was soon tucked up nice and warm. Sleep came easily – the sign of an easy conscience my father often told us.

Once more just an hour after settling down, my sleep was interrupted by the alarm. I shot out of the bed to discover once again that the problem was with the garage. I opened my front door and look about. There was no sign of intruders so I made a warm drink and took it back to bed with me. Sleep was rather elusive and I counted more sheep than we have in Co Antrim!

Breakfast over on Tuesday morning I opened the garage and removed the car. I looked everywhere and still found no culprit. Tasks for the day soon took over and I forgot about the lack of sleep. By bedtime I was really tired and promised myself a lie-in in the morning.

I became aware of the voices on the radio and there was dreadful interference in the background. Did I knock the control button and move it off the station? Wait now that was not interference it was the alarm yet AGAIN!

Jumping up once more I became aware of a banging on my front door. This time there was a man’s shape at the door. I called hello and went to switch off the offending alarm. It was a young neighbour who had moved back into the newly renovated bungalow with his wife and young children across the way from me. Apparently the alarm had been going for some time and I had slept through it. They were not sure if I was at home or gone to visit Elly.

The wife called the police fearing that I might be ill and they would need to gain entry. Assuring the young man that I was ok, I returned to bed without the alarm. They called the police to cancel their call out and say I was fine.

I sat back in bed and cried!

It was the first time in years that anybody came to my door to see if I was alright or needed help. I welcome back my new neighbours with open arms.

On Wednesday I gutted the garage and all I found were SPIDERS! I declared war on them. No matter how fast they ran I still got them. My garage is now so clean it only lacks the smell of polish.

I called the company that installed the system and they said the PIR in the garage was so sensitive that a spider walking across it was enough to trigger it off. That is both good and bad. Good in that nothing will get past it, but bad in that I now must dust the garage on a more regular basis.


35 thoughts on “Would You Believe it…

  1. I was with Primal there!

    Thank goodness you have such caring neighbours. It was like that in America, and I really miss it here… have no idea who lives near us and they seem to like it like that. 😦

  2. @Primal – Just think what the story would be like if a toyboy was trying to really berak in…. ❗

    @Deborah – The neighbours on either side have been there for over 30 years, they watch my every move but never speak or show any recognition of me. As my late Mother-in-Law used to say ‘There is nowth as queer as folk’!

  3. Your neighbours sound really lovely. If that had been one of mine, they would have been knocking to complain about the sound of the alarm. Hmm…….dusting the garage…I don’t think so !

  4. I’m pleased to see that Grannymar is available for comment today! 😉

    There’s eating as well as drinking in this post.


    I could write a book about strange neighbours.

    I think it’s time you gave your neighbours something to really talk about!

    G’wan, g’wan… you know you want to 😀

  5. @ChrisB – The young couple are like neighbours should be, there to help one another in time of trouble and with a greeting or a chat when you see them outside.

    It is wonderful to hear the children call out my name and wave when they see me.

    @Steph – How many choccie bikkies did you have?

  6. GM

    Oooh, I forgot the choccie bikkies!

    I’m up late today… “while the cat’s away, the mice will play”


    You could always get yourself a cat, GM! 😉

    If I read it a second time, am I allowed some bikkies?

  7. Those darn alarm systems are all buggy…

    In our old house, the sensor on the back door used to go off every now and then because of a loose spring inside of it. And one of our front windows went off while we were on holiday because a bird flew into it!

    And now in our current house, if we close the front door too hard, it goes off because it thinks the sensor has been tampered with… Not to mention the amount of times everyone else has left the house and turned on the alarm with me still asleep in my bedroom! Not good when there’s a motion sensor just outside my bedroom door…

  8. @Steph – Try selective memory, each time you read it can be a ‘first’! Now about cats…. you can keep them 😉

    @Chris D – My alarm PIR’s are not worked from doors and windows, so closing the door will not set the bell going. They are all motion and heat sensors. This is the first time I had any bother in the four years that the system is in place. I do have it serviced every year and spoke to the engineers on Wednesday. He told me that Spiders are the greatest cause of setting this type of system off. Now I wonder what effect an elephant would have?

  9. Steph

    I suffer plenty of ‘hot and steamy’ at my age and it has nothing to do with toyboys! 😆

  10. You know, Grannymar I had trouble at my house,too!

    It seems we have a “Peeping Tom” who prowls the neighborhood at night, peeping in windows, hoping to see the ladies in their nightgowns or even less.

    The other night he bang, bang, banged on my window and begged me to pull the shades DOWN!!!!!!

  11. The sensors are a pain. When I was living with my parents we got rid of ours because heat waves were setting off the alarm. Just use contacts on the doors and windows now.

  12. “On Wednesday I gutted the garage and all I found were SPIDERS! I declared war on them. No matter how fast they ran I still got them. My garage is now so clean it only lacks the smell of polish.” **Lottie cheers wildly!**

    We have been experiencing similar difficulties with our alarm of late. We came home for a weekend on two occasions to hear it buzzing away. It must have driven the neighbors (we live in an apartment block) mad!

  13. @Nancy – You are a real tease! 😀

    @DD – This was my first problem and it had a good ending>> I discovered that I now had neighbours who cared 😀

    @Sinead – I wonder why? 😉

    @Lottie – Perhaps it is the damp weather bringing the spiders indoors.

  14. There was a hitchcock film in the making there as I was reading it GM…full of suspense.
    Glad to see you have good neighbours

  15. I think sensitive to spiders might be a little too sensitive – they can dial it down a little bit for you, you know!

  16. @Mike – Thankfully now I have. The young man grew up here and his wife was at school with Elly. Both very caring.

    @Jo – I will leave it as it is for the moment.

  17. hope you caught up on sleep, Grannymar after the 8-legged alarm fiasco.Glad you didn’t meet the tracksuited snotgobling piece of scum that I did in my hallway some months ago……oh…not pleasant! No tea and sugar could cure that one!

  18. Welcome Spag Hoop.

    Your visitor sounds like a nightmare! I hope you have recovered.

  19. Grannymar,

    I think you have just answered a burning question (Pun intended) when you said to Steph…..

    “I suffer plenty of “Hot and steamy ” at my age”. I thought about that and I realized that I suffer plenty of hot and steamy,too. My God,GM do you think WE are the cause of Global Warming?

  20. I have to lose weight so i left the chocky bicky’s out of the loop.

    Neightbours! I know the thing about not knowing your neighbours…a runaway husband (seriously) turned his car over in the road one Saturday afternoon…hundreds of people appeared on the street…that was about fifteen years ago…haven’t seen most of them since…

    We have newish young neighbours and our problem is foxes…Janet found one sitting at the top of the stairs recently and screamed..as only she can..at the top of her voice and carried on until the fox gave up and bolted…..Sally from next door was round here ringing the bell like mad worried that something was happening to janet. I was out at the time.

  21. @Nancy – We might well be! 😆

    @Magpie – I have had a young fox in the garden, but thankfully not in the house.

    @Betty – I try to deal with the situation and not think about whether I like the animals or not.

  22. Ah I sympathise, I had a call out to work twice last Saturday night because the alarm had gone off (my job as Practice Manager to investigate.) I still don’t know what caused it but we put some mouse traps down just in case! How you can sleep through an alarm I have no idea, the one at work makes me all jittery it’s so loud! I have two alarms at home. One called Lily and another called Nelson . . they work very well to date! Good that you have attentive neighbours, you hear so often of people getting into strife and nobody even realising it.

  23. Baino

    I think it was overtired after two broken nights in a row. Nobody other than me heard the alarm on the other nights.

    I am really pleased to have this young couple close at hand.

  24. Here in the states you read where people walk by victims laying on the sidewalk or street. This was a refreshing example of neighbors who care.

    Lovely, and thanks for sharing..

    Dorothy from grammology

  25. Thank goodness for helpful neighbours. And down with the garage spiders! Think they’re the ones that were setting off our alarm too.

    To the best of my knowledge, my husband is the only one around here who goes out in the middle of the night if he hears an alarm. There is no community spirit here.

    Ours went off a couple of times (those pesky spiders again) and, admittedly it must have been a pain when it happened. But someone slipped an anonymous note through our door to express their annoyance. I mean properly posted, stamp and everything – they wouldn’t even come up to the front door to drop in a note or talk to us. That just makes me sad.

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