A bloggable event

09.15 this morning SO looked at me and said “so that is it for a bloggable event for today – Shall we call it a day?” Well we did not of course but it was early and it was very bloggable.About an hour before this conversation SO’s phone rang with a Dutch number. As we were still in the process of waking up slowly SO was too late finding his phone on the pile of touristy need-to-see booklets we have accumulated over the last few days.

When we saw the number we got a little worried. It was our security firm. SO immediately called back and was told that there had been a breach in security. Talk about being away instantly. Our adrenaline levels shot up and we got into who to call modus. Not FIL – he’s on holiday himself. The neighbours with keys are on (guess) a holiday and the other neighbours were at work and did not answer the phone. Next SO called SIL as it was her day off and they too have a spare key – on the other side of town, but still.

SIL listened and jumped into action – We were lucky that the nieces are at school already, so she could She got her bike and went to our place, I called the keeper of our last key, the cleaner, at the same time as SO was talking to SIL. Unfortunately he was not in town but if needed he would go there, but at that stage I understood that SIL was already on her way so said thanks but we’ve found somebody brave enough to go and check.

Next call would have been the police, but SO decided to call the security guards, which was just as well as it turns out. The engineers had been doing some maintenance stuff and had tested something. That something turned into our alarm being triggered remotely (no sound was heard in the house) and the call room being activated. That part worked well. They just forgot to ell the callroom beforehand that they were doing that. Yes this manic run around calling in all favours imaginable was due to a false alarm.

Just after SO had hung up and had looked at me in utter surprise and amazement SIL called back. House seemed fine. No alarm blaring. All doors closed. No large truck in front of the house loading our stuff etc. We thanked her profusely of course and sat down.

SO and I were jumpy as, needed to calm down and so we did what we always do in cases like this. SO started walking around the cottage as if he is looking for things and I got to the kitchen and made myself a large breakfast. The coffee afterward got os to cam down as the adrenaline levels came down ever so slowly.

It was then that we realised that we already had a bloggable event for the day.

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About Gilraen

My blog is simply about my life. I moved countries for the first time in 1993. I lived in the Netherlands, UK and NZ. The initial idea was to keep my overseas friends up-to-date with what was going on in my life. The blog, like me, is always changing and evolving.
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2 Responses to A bloggable event

  1. draliman says:

    That’s a relief! Imagine if someone had nicked the Egg? 🙂
    It’s just typical that something like this happens when you’re out of the country.

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