{"id":21421,"date":"2026-08-13T20:30:47","date_gmt":"2026-08-13T20:30:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=21421"},"modified":"2026-08-13T20:30:48","modified_gmt":"2026-08-13T20:30:48","slug":"thursday-13th-august-2026-this-phantom-alarm","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=21421","title":{"rendered":"
Thursday 13th August 2026 – THIS PHANTOM ALARM … <\/div>"},"content":{"rendered":"

… thing is doing its job, right enough. It awoke me again this morning, and not once, would you believe, but TWICE<\/strong> I’ve no idea where it’s coming from or what it’s all about, but I suppose that I’ll have to just get on with it. Or, as I dictated at some weird time of morning \u2013 <\/p>\n

\nThis was another occasion where I was awoken by a phantom alarm. I actually went to switch it off before I realised. I’ve no idea what time, because I didn’t look, but it was certainly early in the morning rather than later, that’s for sure.<\/div>\n

And then, to cap it all, a second phantom alarm went off just a couple of minutes before the real alarm did.<\/p>\n

All of that was rather a shame because I needed all the sleep I could get. I crashed out well and truly last night, as I explained, and I still hadn’t returned to the Land of the Living when I crawled into bed. And although I was asleep quite quickly, it wasn’t for all that long before the “alarm” went off.<\/p>\n

Once I realised that it was a phantom alarm, I went back to bed, but I couldn’t manage to go back to sleep. Although I must have done so at some point because of the second “phantom” alarm that also awoke me. <\/p>\n

When the real alarm went off, I managed, after some not-inconsiderable effort, to raise myself from the Dead and head into the bathroom to organise myself. I had a good scrub-up and even a shave in case I meet Emilie the Cute Consultant this afternoon, and then I came back in here.<\/p>\n

The first thing that I noticed was the temperature. Outside, at not quite 07:00, it was twenty-six degrees Celsius. Inside my bedroom, it was a mere twenty-five degrees centigrade. I opened the window and switched on the electric fan.<\/p>\n

The first job, as usual, was to transcribe the dictaphone notes, which you have read just now, and then there were a few other things to do while I waited for Isabelle the Nurse to arrive. She was scorching already, especially as yesterday afternoon she’d decided to do her round on her bike. Granville isn’t the ideal town to go bike-riding, even at the best of times. It’s all uphill and down dale with no respite.<\/p>\n

After she left, I could make my breakfast and read some more of A HISTORY OF ARCHITECTURE<\/a> by Charles Freeman. <\/p>\n

Today, he’s steering clear of controversy, although I must admit to not having taken very much notice because, as usual, I was dragged up several side alleys by remarks that he had made and which I thought needed a good deal of research.<\/p>\n

Back in here, there were a few things to do and then I had to finish off the notes from yesterday. And once that was done, I closed my eyes for a little while and had a relax. I awoke at 11:40 thinking to myself “I really earned that”.<\/p>\n

At midday, I went to prepare myself for dialysis, and my cleaner came around to apply the anaesthetic to my arm. <\/p>\n

After she left, I waited for my taxi, and I didn’t have to wait too long either. She was early today, mainly due to the fact that we had Mrs Dinosaur to pick up. There was also a woman at the aqua-gym at St Pair, so it was a full car heading to Avranches.<\/p>\n

We arrived early, which suited me fine, and what suited me even finer was that I was in one of the rooms nearest the front door. I was plugged in quite quickly too, but once more there was an excess of liquid to extract. Not very much more, so I just told the nurse that seeing as I was early, I’d stay for an extra fifteen minutes.<\/p>\n

That seemed to work, but once more, we ended up with yet another world-record low blood pressure \u2013 a mere 6.3 over 4. This is becoming crazy.<\/p>\n

Once I was plugged in, I watched the rest of the Cambrian United v Llansawel game. It ended up 1-1, and that was probably a fair result.<\/p>\n

One thing that I’ve noticed though in the games at Rhydaman, Trefelin and Cambrian United is that we have proper old-time football fans, singing, chanting and hurling abuse at the opposition players throughout the whole ninety minutes, something that you rarely see these days now that the insistence on all-seater stadia has tranquillised the fans. I mean, since when has “polite applause” ever been any part of any football match? <\/p>\n

In 2013, Trabzonspor winger Volkan \u015een burst into tears and walked off the field after being on the receiving end of some abuse. But I’ll tell you what, and that is that I would go onto a football field and let the fans hurl as much abuse as they like at me for ninety minutes for just a quarter of what these players are being paid. After all, I used to be married, so I’m used to it.<\/p>\n

The game that I saw afterwards was twenty minutes or so of Y Fflint v Y Barri. At the moment, it’s 1-0 to Y Barri so we’ll have to see how this match unfolds.<\/p>\n

When I was finished, they unplugged me quite quickly, and my taxi was already waiting for me. It was a very interesting driver whom I hadn’t had before, and we had a good chat on the way home.<\/p>\n

My faithful cleaner was waiting for me, and she helped me into the apartment, and I needed it. I flaked out in a chair, and she passed me a disgusting drink to cheer me up.<\/p>\n

After she left, I vegetated for a while and then came in here. I couldn’t face any food this evening. While I was doing a few things, I was chatting to a couple of friends on the internet, and now that my notes are finished for the night, I’m off to bed. I need all the beauty sleep I can get.<\/p>\n

But before I go, seeing as we have been talking about chatting to my friends … "well, one of us has" – ed<\/em> … one of the conversations concerned a rather strange and weird statue that he had bought recently.
\n"Somehow, some strange things attract you like that"<\/em><\/strong> I said.
\n"Exactly"<\/em><\/strong> replied my friend
\n"Yes, I often wondered why Nerina married me"<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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