Zen and the art of jimmying out the backup battery
I was rudely awakened in the small hours of this morning by the persistent 'peep' of a smoke alarm. Not one of those terrifying 'get out of the house, NOW' moments I'm happy to report, with an alarm shrilly sounding its warning and alerting me to fire. No, this was a single 'peep' at random intervals of between 30 seconds and three minutes. It's one of those things where you just feel that if you could only get back off to sleep, you could probably ease your way through the rest of the night, but then another 'peep' jars you awake again, and you then proceed to count down 30 seconds to see if it will happen again.