{"id":762,"date":"2010-01-07T13:15:12","date_gmt":"2010-01-07T13:15:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.icemark.com\/blog\/?p=762"},"modified":"2010-01-07T13:15:12","modified_gmt":"2010-01-07T13:15:12","slug":"when-two-events-happen-simultaneously","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.icemark.com\/blog\/archives\/2010\/01\/07\/when-two-events-happen-simultaneously\/","title":{"rendered":"When two events happen simultaneously…"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cWhen two events happen simultaneously pertaining to the same object of inquiry, we must always pay strict attention.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

– Agent Dale Cooper, Twin Peaks<\/p>\n

I had a scary moment of the holiday period. I started becoming ill on Boxing day, just the usual trivial stuff – nose and throat, and by New Years Eve it had settled in good and proper. Now, I’m not someone who subscribes to Manflu and I tend to handle illness relatively well. However, by New Years Day it was well and truly getting on my proverbials…<\/p>\n

New Years Eve had been a late night, going to bed about 4am, and then New Years Day involved going out for a walk. So by 9.30pm I was well and truly knackered – soaked in the bath and early night.<\/p>\n

I woke at about 2am to the smell of some kind of burning. It wasn’t the smell that had woken me, it was just there. As I woke I noticed that the whole room was misty\/smokey. I jumped out of bed and rushed into the kids room. I checked all the rooms upstairs – everything ok apart from the smoke.<\/p>\n

My rationale at the moment of time was that I didn’t think there was a big roaring fire, just some kind of small simmering type fire, or more likely, something bigger outside that was filtering in through the windows.<\/p>\n

Anyway, I rushed downstairs and systematically checked all the rooms – everything ok – except for the smoke. I looked outside, but there was nothing obvious. By the time I returned to the kitchen Victoria was there wondering what was up. She wasn’t at all panicked by some smoke, more likely by my irrational behaviour.<\/p>\n

[Paraphrasing a strange conversation that followed…]<\/p>\n

“What’s up?”
\n“The whole house is filled with smoke or mist or something,” I said.
\n“Go and look in the mirror,”<\/p>\n

I looked in the mirror, and my eyes were filled with yuk! A few minutes of vigorous washing later, and everything had returned to normal.<\/p>\n

So the smoke turned out to be my cold coming out of my eyes, or a possible reaction to the bubble bath!<\/p>\n

The smell – Victoria had lit an incense thingy when we’d got in on New Years Day to attempt to remove the smell of the stale house.<\/p>\n

I didn’t sleep anymore that night…<\/p>\n

Needless to say, Victoria bought extra smoke alarms and stuff over the weekend…<\/p>\n

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