Evening nungate and excel. So pleased to be in a place of safety and ordinariness. My smoke /carbon monoxide alarm (aka Gladys) had a nervous breakdown at approximately 4a.m. yesterday. Yelling "batteries low!" "Fire! Fire!" Crawled out of bed. No heating on, no oven on, no lights on, no candles burning. Or anything else.
As she lives on the ceiling and the builders beggared my steps I could not reach her to reassure her that all was well.
About 7a.m. she stopped screeching. Thought her batteries had gone. Sighs of relief.
4.30a.m. this morning she was at it again. Every 60 seconds. by 8.00a.m.
I was a cringinging wreck. Tried hitting her with the broom. No room in the flat where she could not be heard. When she started on the carbon monoxide spiel I finally lost it. A screech every 60 seconds for hours on end.
Had to get a dining chair and lever myself up hanging on to the door jamb and decapitated her. (No head for heights).
Continued to screech so eventually eviscerated her. RIP.