A quick snoop.

Every time I come back to Coventry I have to have a little snoop around the house, a quick once-over, just to see what's different, see what's changed. My dad does little jobs here and there, my mum has little bits and pieces she puts out. It might be that the living room has changed to the summer configuration (they have that), something in the garden like a new patio set, or some fancy new lighting that's been installed to add a little ambience to the place.

A recent addition is an authentic cuckoo clock from the Black Forest, Germany, made from proper Black Forest, Germany trees and everything. Whilst authentic, it's also loud enough to wake the dead. The ticker (or is it the tocker? I don't know which is the lead partner in that particular relationship.) strikes roaring blows with ruthless metronomicefficiency and the cuckoo himself yells every hour like a maniac. I swear the little beast has a saucepan in there he likes to bash as well.

Still, it's a terribly handsome abode he has there.