OK, you probably all think I am mad now. But let’s explain. Yesterday evening I went to a works party held at Dunston Hall, which is a very old building, and many people believe it is haunted. Our party was held in a big marquee on the grass outside, so we didn’t stay in the main hall for too long. I never saw anything unusual anyway.
Well, I arrived home at midnight, and I was getting ready for bed. Just before I got into bed, I switched off my mobile phone, put it back in my handbag and turned off the bedroom light. But the very second I switched the light off, the most scary music started playing. I had never heard it before, but I knew it must be my mobile phone, so I switched my light back on and fetched it out of my handbag. It was still blaring out this tune really loudly, even though I had pressed the off-button five seconds earlier! I was so confused! I frantically kept pressing the off button, but whatever I pressed, it simply would not stop. The screen was completely white, and none of the usual icons were visible. I flipped the lid closed, and the tune stopped for a couple of seconds, but then it started blaring out again. At this point, I felt quite scared and I went in to Mum and Terry’s room, as they were still awake at the time.
Terry said “That sounds like devil music!”. When he said that, I felt even more freaked out. I glanced up at Mum, and she looked concerned, although it now seems that she was mostly worried about the loudness of the music more than anything else. She said, “We will have to take it to a mobile phone shop. You won’t be able to take it to work tomorrow if it keeps doing this!” In the end, Terry removed the battery and sim card, and we could finally enjoy a silent night’s sleep. As I was laying in bed, I kept laughing about the tune and how awfully creepy it sounded, although I soon managed to get to sleep.
When I awoke in the morning, Terry put the battery and sim card back in the phone, and it was behaving normally, as if nothing had ever happened. What’s even more spooky though, is that this morning I looked through my directory of ringtones and listened to each one individually, yet I simply could not find the one which was blaring out last night. I could not even find one which sounded anything like it. I have no idea what could have caused the music to start playing, and my phone had never done anything like that in the past. Could it be some kind of security mechanism to deter someone from stealing the phone, which I activated by mistake when switching off the phone? The mind boggles.
On Tuesday evening this week, I went to see my niece Anya perform in a school play. The play had a Victorian theme, and Anya was involved in singing and performing poetry. This is her last ever week at primary school, as the summer holidays start next week. She will start high school this September, at the age of 11. During the interval in the play, we went into one of the classrooms where they were giving out drinks. It was the same classroom which I was in during Year 5 (age 9 to 10), and it was interesting to see how it had changed in the last 10 years. Most of the teachers who taught me have since retired or moved elsewhere. It all brings back memories of the time when I was Anya’s age, and leaving primary school. I had an autograph book, which I asked all my classmates and teachers to sign and leave a message for me. I have still got it now.
I’m glad that tomorrow I can finally have a lay-in; I haven’t had one of those for nearly 2 weeks! Tomorrow afternoon I will go to the city to buy a present for my friend Kay’s 21st birthday. I’m looking forward to the party tomorrow evening.