the bell

4 minute read time.

 

When I a was a youth at school we had a hippie science teacher who was determined to show all the wonders of modern science

 

Power around the home .was his favorite lessons

One day he decided to teach us the way a front door bell worked so with coils of wires and round magnets we build a front door bell and fitted it in  a panel of wood to demo it it was good  and we never ad one at home so I decided to make a bell and fit it in the front door.

 

Well I found an old scrap bell in  a  box so that saved a bit of Meccano stuff and I drilled the door for the wires and fitted the bell base to the outside of the door

 

It was a pot base with a metal bell push bit held on a leaf spring at the back and the two wires went one on the metal tab and the other onto the earth  part of the base when the bell push was pushed on it touched the two contacts together and the bell rang ,,when you let go of the push it sprung forward and disconnected the circuit hence the bell rang when pushed….

 

Well I got it wired but it kept running down the batteries so I needed a better scourse of power and then I spotted the ceiling light fitting . NOW here s power for the asking!!!

 

So I pinched one of the ironing fittings and fitted the light bulb into one side of it and the bell wires into the other 

That bell when activated sounded off like a fire engine it vibrated the front  door and sounded off of like the chimes of the parish church

 

DRIIIIIIIIING   DRIIIIIIIIIING  wow it was wonderful to hear.

 

All went well throughout the summer months the bell was a watch tower of strength and power we was all pleased with it.

 

Callers commented on the power of that bell, OH yes we had a bell like no other in the street

 

Come the first wet day of winter and we were due an awakening to the latent evil masked by that bell.

 

The first notice of trouble was when my brother came running down the stairs  to say the milkman was lying in the road under his bike with milk all over the place and he says the bell tried to kill him!!!.

 

Mother was outraged at this comment HER BELL which had never attacked anyone since installation by her son and heir. Well the rain kept chucking itself about in the windy weather so Joe the milkman was picked up in one hand and his carrier bike in the other and mum brought him in to dry off a bit.

 

Half an hour later dry in body and clothing and nice and warm Joe decides to carry on with his deliveries.

 

Mother escorts him up to the front door and to demonstrate his error she presses the bell push.

 

The effects on her huge 20 stone person was amazing , she stiffened up as if instant rigor mortis had sent in and her eyes were twice the size normally expected ..

 

I saw her peril and switched off the front porch light switch .at which point Mother drew in a huge breath of air she started to tremble and her eyes returned to only twice their normal size and swung in my direction like a 12” cruisers battery seeking out a target to engage.

 

It was prudent for me to withdraw as fast as possible and to remain so for some time

 The bell was instantly demonized and became out pride and joy to our  in built demon fit for destruction

 NOW GET IT OFF MY DOOR NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!.

 

I decided to remove the bell at a later date when the escape route wasn’t such a risk , the science teacher received a visit from my mother pointing out he should be more careful  OR ELSE!

 

oh yes i remember the BELL

Pete skipper

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  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    OMG .......... please tell me you make all your stories up i really am laughing out loud !

    thanx so much for kicking your pot for me i very much appreciate it ! (oh and the prayers too)

    ttfn

    xNx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    thank you so much Pete I have just roared with laughter for the first time today, yiu xxare a star

    take care love Terri x

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Pete, what are you like! Your tales are hilarious.  Keep up the good work lol.

    Christine xx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Honest Indian you can see why I am so confused cant you; life has been a constant challenge to me.

    and still is I tell you oh the folly of youth and the self believe it could get you killed in my young days of butterfly bombs and incendiaries falling out of the sky and landing in gutters  

    The excitement of the LUCK DUCK AND VANISH BRIGADE

    More normally known as the; LAND DEFENCE VOLLUNTEERS BRIGADE here to put fear and terror into the Nazi hordes waiting across the sea oh aay lad we ad em worried!!'.

    Scarborough harbour was defended by my two uncles; Von Cluck, who earned his strange nickname by shouting "

    AY up von clucks on his way over again "prior to any air raid and before he turned the hand air raid siren round with its little handle.

    He had custody; and for the duration; was able to hold the bullets for the rifle that had been issued by the army to his brother Sam. who was given strict instruction not to let von have the gun Under ANY Circumstances this was a balance in the interest of fair do's by the sergeant

    So when and if the hordes of the Hun were foolish enough to pour over the sea wall and attack Scarborough from the sea a pause in proceedings would have to be negotiated with them to give my two uncles a chance to sort out their intentions

    Though Granma swore that neither would give up his status as gun or bullet custodian.

    Both the gun and bullets were returned to the army after the war unsoiled or fired and in pristine state six 303s and one rifle cosseted all through the conflict   Hitler knew the determined men he faced over here he never stood a chance.

    Mr. Mainwaring was an armature compared to my two uncles. They used to march in and out of the tank traps (big concrete blocks) on the pier Sam in front; as he had the weapon; and Von slightly behind as his bullet caddy so to speak

    imagine these two tiny men about seven stone wet through and not a bit of spare flesh or fat on iether of em my gran said "you woulndt get enough fat to fry a bacon rasher if you melted a em both down"

    inmagine facig the terror of the best the germans gcould throw at them two herculeon british men after fighting teir way right across europe and known for their use of the bliezgreig NOTHING THEY HAD worried uncle VON or uncle SAM

    Hell they were ENGLISH just come and get it fritz!!!.

    aay we slept safe in our beds gaurded by the likes of these men  god bless em all

    pete skipper

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    hey christine were you on flog it today selling a scent bottle cos it looked like you.

    i was lying in bed where i been most of the day wacthing tele and there you was you got £150 for it cos it was tortoise shell and very nice.

    maybe it wasnt  you after all

    pete skipper