Tuesday, 26 March 2013

The Ghost in the Fan.

You know, this is the strangest thing. When the storage heater in my office has lost nearly all its heat and become useless, I turn the fan heater on to make the room a little less perilous to men with depressive tendencies. And when I do, I hear a female choir singing a simple but rather beautiful melody. I have four theories:

1) I’m becoming attuned to some other dimension in which female choirs sing simple but beautiful melodies.

2) I’m even madder than I thought I was.

3) It’s some kind of harmonic thingy-or-other which physicists and people who went to music college know about.

4) The fan heater is haunted.

I know which one I’m going for.

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