Hehe, after those 5 minutes it might as well be bagpipes!
Summer time, - those summer mornings in June or early July, when the sun rises very, very early indeed, very, very early in the morning, sometimes, there are those early morning road works to contend with……..because the road is blessedly empty and free from obstructions and the day is already bright. Ideal, in fact, for such works.
You know the ones: You have snuck home at - say 4.a.m. to a silent house, although the sun is already above the horizon and the birds are idiotically chirruping the dawn chorus, their silly beaks ablaze with noisy wild happiness, yet, you still manage to sneak into the house, avoid awakening anyone when you inserted your key (with a meticulous yet inexplicable mastery of hand-eye co-ordination considering your state of cheerful inebriation), creep carefully upstairs, horrified at how full of life-affirming light it is, carefully avoiding the creaking step second from the top, and crawl into bed, the detail of undressing left until later.
And then, less than two or three hours later, some idiot from the local authority, replete with appropriate paperwork, decides to set off a pneumatic drill doing municipal works For The Greater Good on your road, and the stupid birds are still singing their little hearts out.
You turn over in your bed, murder in your heart, willing a most unfair death to all birds, and a violent demise to all municipal workers. Even in your curmudgeonly state, you realise what an illogical, irrational and unfair stance this is, especially given your vocal advocacy for and expressions of support for the need for Public Policy to be Designed With The Public Good In Mind when you are awake, and alert, and…….less under the influence of the joys of the products of the grape and the grain.
But - even decades later, reminiscing about such things - you do recall that no alarm clock was ever quite as brutally effective as that of the early morning municipal workers on a sunny June morning - was June ever so horrible save in blissful memory? - with their pneumatic drills…...
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