It last chimed sometimes in the mid nineteen eighties, so we were much surprised the other night when it started chiming. Six gongs and then half an hour later a single gong, another single one in another half an hour and then it returned to silence. For a moment I thought perhaps I had wound the wrong side, but I didn't.
While I hadn't published the post about sleeping with my grandmother, it was already written. As I am an extreme rationalist, I don't see it as a sign from Grandma, but it is rather spooky. I put it down to a change of weather affecting the spring mechanism.
Hello Andrew:
ReplyDeleteVery strange indeed. Perhaps atmospheric pressure in the High Riser!!
Unseasonably warm, it is JayLa.
ReplyDeletego to the Gold Coast, and you will see a German clock maker.
ReplyDeleteNo need Ann. It is quiet now and in fine working order.
ReplyDeleteYes, I'd agree with a change of weather affecting the mechanism. Perhaps with cold weather the spring (or whatever) contracted similar to being wound tight, then as it warmed, it released causing it to chime.
ReplyDeleteRiver, except that there wasn't really any weather change. There was nothing I can work out to explain why it suddenly started striking. I am clutching at straws with my weather comment.
ReplyDeleteSpooky yes, I love that sort of thing. Does it tick loudly?
ReplyDeleteDefinitely your Grandmother.
ReplyDeleteMy grandmother had one that chimed the quarter hours too. All through the cold and silent night that @#$% thing would ring out every fifteen minutes.
ReplyDeleteIts the spirit of your grandmother playing tricks on you :-).
ReplyDeleteIf nothing is on Fen and the place shut up, yes you can hear it tick.
ReplyDeleteFC, I know you don't believe that, do you?
Victor, perhaps people in a certain time were immune to really hearing clock chimes.
Windsmoke, exactly what it isn't.
Definately Nan saying hello.....:)
ReplyDeleteAnon, maybe I better not write about dead relatives anymore then.
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