I probably shouldn't write this post. I'm not looking for any sort of remedy, just merely commenting on a minor irritation - something akin to a bit of sand getting in your shoe or a mosquito buzzing around your head while you're trying to sleep in a tent. Or something.
We live in a lovely neighbourhood near a church. Last year, out of the blue, said church started doing a New Thing(TM). Every day at lunchtime it starts up a carillon of bells. This lasts for an hour. Then again, near suppertime, another half hour of the bells.
For people who like bell music, this is a lovely thing. For me? I'm not so hip to the bells and I think it might be an evil plot to slowly drive me insane. And it's not as if there is some devoted musician banging away on the bells, risking his life to climb up high into a dimly lit, dusty, bat-infested tower - we're talking about a recording. I know this to be true because one day the recording got stuck and started skipping over the same few bars over and over and over and over. And over.
But I'm still here. I didn't go stark raving that day. It was a close one, though.
The tunes are lovely hymns, many of which I like. This is a good thing because I get to hear the same ones every day. Twice a day. And sometimes more often - because it seems to be a fairly short loop. Another bonus is that twice a day I know exactly what time it is.
The bell issue is not something I care to write a strongly worded letter about or anything, after all, it's a church and it's a carillon of hymns, for Pete's sake. I guess it's just that in a world that's already filled with noise - traffic, sirens, construction, my daughter screaming - having any sort of music blaring out over loudspeakers twice a day every day seems just a little, well...I should just shut up about this before I get smoted.