Once The Clock Strikes Twelve.

I have never lived or stayed in a place where a clock chimed time. I have however seen / heard them in action in some places but they are now an extinct species except for those with antiques.

On my very first visit to London however, I made it a point to personally listen to the Big Ben chiming as this was something that I had grown up listening to in radio.

Now, I have clocks on the walls of my bedroom and drawing room but, they are battery operated and do not chime / strike. I do use an alarm clock by my bedside to occasionally set an alarm but, more often use my cell phone for the same purpose.

In my current life, the clock strikes twelve only once every 24 hours as, when it is midnight, I am inevitably fast asleep even when others stay up like on new years eve etc. When it is noon, I would have just finished my morning routine of reading the newspapers and solving crossword puzzles and would move to my recliner to catch up with my WhatsApp messages and to read something else.

Rather dull for the proposer of this topic for this week, Sanjana whose life is far more adventurous and I look forward to her take on the topic later today.

This is my contribution to this week’s Friday 8 On 1 blog post topic. The other seven bloggers who write on the same topic every Friday are Maria. Sanjana, Padmum,¬† Raju, Shackman¬†, Srinivas and Conrad.¬† This week’s topic was suggested by Sanjana. Please do go over to their respective blogs to see what they have to say on the topic. Thank you.