There's no place like home

Well, after three years of adjustments in our house (mainly on Jason’s part, I’ll admit), we are now entering a new phase where some of our previous household rules no longer apply.

So, here’s a new set of eight rules to help us all along.*

Day 6 post-activation

It was a hallucination that I knew would come to an end.

For the last year, in particular, I’ve been fortunate enough to drive a luxury car. You know the ones. Where you feel the engine instead of hear it because it purrs so quietly. Where you don’t notice the roar of the other traffic because the door seals are just That Good.

Today, with sound processors on, I prepared myself for reality: it’s a 10-year-old Mitsubishi, not a brand new Mercedes, and it’s going to be LOUD.

Day 3 post-activation

Some random audio observations and milestones from me, at the three-day mark.

The cuckoo clock

I can now decipher the two melodies well enough to recognise which one is playing! I can hear the cuckoo clock from any room in the house, even when there is background noise (eg a television) turned on!

A long time ago in a galaxy (not so) far away ...

A new planet is born. It’s a cosmic sort of place. One where R2-D2 commands authority over all sounds. Where chipmunk voices are often heard. Where males sound like females, and females sound like children. 

It’s a place where coffee grinders sound like helicopters landing overhead. Where a human blowing their nose sounds like several pigs in a pen. Where the shake of a water bottle produces tinkling sleigh balls! (Note to self: yes, it’s a rather lovely sound, but do not repeat that with the soft drinks. People still haven’t let you live down the ceiling mishap with the Coke last year.)

It’s a place where plastic bags sound like hailstones on a window. Acoustic pianos sound like xylophones.

Where pendulums tick. Even at night. When there’s supposed to be silence.

Switch-on!

Well it was ‘Activation Day’ today and I’m grinning from CI to CI, but before I tell you about it, please welcome a little friend of mine who is staying with me at the moment. The friend’s name is R2-D2 and you might know him (it?) from those Star Wars movies way back when. Yeah. Not sure how long he’ll be staying with me, but he’s punctuating every word, every sound, with those cute little characteristic beeps of his. My new shadow. Or is that echo? ;-)

Grand slam success results in Easter abuse

Visitors arrived to a devastating scene at Jason and Daniela’s house on Saturday 3rd April, where it was discovered a beloved Easter egg had tragically been destroyed before its time.

          ‘It’s my fault,’ said Daniela, sniffling. ‘I’ve developed this habit of slamming things over the last few weeks and, well … look.’

A tribute to Dr Seuss ... Live from the Waiting Place

Five sleeps to go!

(I've behaved, from here in 

but it turns out my patience

is starting to thin.)