Testing

This is one of 9 sirens that are dotted around the neighbouring villages of Carstairs.

This is the one where I live. Never did it enter my head, the significance, of why these sirens were present when moving here.
But I am reminded why, as every 3rd Thursday of the month, at 1pm, the siren sounds.

There's a whole pdf page on Google about these sirens which kinda makes scary reading. Although not as scary as the job descriptions for working at the State Hospital

by the way, as I'm writing my blip, my fella is trying to tune a flippin ukulele that Lucy has bought and it's driving me UTTERLY INSANE!!!!!!

So anyhow, the siren. Yeah y'see, call me paranoid, but what I can't quite get out my head is, what if a person escapes when the 'regular as clockwork' siren is being tested?? How would you know???

Hmmm