Hello, this is the police. Are you on the tower?
(I dedicate this story to my English speaking friends all over the world and to my aunt Pat from Canada.)
I will never forget the night when around 11 pm the usually sleeping telephone on the window sill began ringing out of the blue. I almost dropped my cup of tea.
I said: Hello, this is St. Lambert’s Tower, Martje Saljé, towerkeeper speaking.
A male voice: Hello, this is the police. Are you on the tower?
(Well – I briefly considered telling him no, sir, I’m at Stuhlmacher’s Saloon, boozed and busy, please hold the line – but then my good education carried off.)
Jingle Bells in the Spring of 2015
Not „Jingle Bells“ in terms of „Winter Wonderland“, but „Jingle Bells“ in terms of music and, well, bells –
what I’m saying is: I’m really into music, as some of you might know. And, working on a church tower, just above the 8 bells, I am fond of that wonderful sound, and really into history and the deeper meaning of everything that surrounds me.