Tuesday, November 20, 2007

A little bit of Gitmo at home

Who would have thought that in the last 24 hours, I would be driven to the point of gnawing on the bannisters because of a little piece of plastic.

This piece of plastic.

Our upstairs smoke alarm. It has been beeping loudly every 3 minutes since Sunday evening. The landlord and my darling other half are currently trying to fix it, while not plummeting over the landing down on to the tiles below.

Wine. Wine helps the pain.

Lots of wine.

2 comments:

Aileen said...

My smoke alarms usually do that when the battery needs replacing. I recommend either: borrowing an extendable ladder from your neighbour or someone, or doing some magic with the leg of a sweeping brush. I have managed in the past to knock the battery out of my one on the stairs with the kitchen brush, stick a new battery onto the end of it with blutack and actually get it to stick into the alarm! A bit mcguyver-ish but it can be done!

Sara said...

sounds like your batteries need replacing alright!! Ive done a bit of that sort of manoevering myself, a ladder is definately the easiest option!