Fire Alarm

4 AM, all students in Bedford House is soundly sleeping and dreams of mushrooms, boats and economic principles. Well, at least one of them, when suddenly the most distrubing sound possible at 4 AM penetrates the sleep. The bloody fire alarm. Shoes and jacket on och off we go, everyone skipping down the stairs in their PJ's and out. Happy people who still are up walkes by and excited shouts "Pyjama party!" and gives thumbs up.

Apart from the cold it's fine, no one really thinks it's a fire going on. So instead we all get to know our neighbours a bit more, and I can now conclude that Augusta, as her name turned out to be, is from Nigeria. Nothing bad that doesn't bring some good ;)


Another "warning" you can find in England. I took this one in London and I can't for my life figure out why it says "Stop cock" on it.



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